Mind on My Money Flo Rida

[Chorus]
Mind on my money, money on my mind
Tryna stack paper, countin' every little dime
Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me
I do it for the streets, yeah, I do it for my city
You know you gotta love it
You know you gotta love it
Stretchin' that paper long, shawty, she wanna roll
Tell me where you wanna go, girl

[Verse 1]
Said don't leave home without it, 'out it
Money gotta have, gotta have that bank
American Express, all good
But'll need that cash in my hand, point blank
I'll, it touch it, rub it, hug it, love it
Number one subject, keep me rubbin'
G5 on the jet to Dublin
I need that money, man, people say wait
I think we cousins, no you ain't
I don't wanna break you off, I got
Cash to floss
You can't bank the boss with that lame game
Bank tryna count my change, change
Stretch that paper my aim
Shoot me a stack to the brain
Rock like ammo in a Lac' or the Range
Rambo cash, Green Beret fame
All this bread and still I want more
All this cheese, I got the light dough
All these P's, I got the beef flow
Shawty, if you wanna roll, lil' mama let's go
My pockets is swole, get rid of your clothes
Jump up on that pole, my mind on my dollars
You already know, I got my...