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Lloyd Money On The Brain

way I wanted pickin' up speed headed to the bank money on the brain on me and my homies I got money on the brain, I got money on the brain [x3] You send

way I wanted pickin' up speed headed to the bank money on the brain on me and my homies I got money on the brain, I got money on the brain [x3] You send

done gave you the sign, you just wouldn't read it Now you feeling like Keyshia Cole and 'You Should've Cheated' So hoe, I pay it to never mind Mind on my money, money

real when im atchu wid that thang out Cause all kinda commotion when a nigga get blast on The spot he get his cash on Let off with no mask on Pussy ya heart pumpin but ya brain

[Intro] (Lil' Wayne)It's a major move right here baby you gotta get wit it or get lost, you understand? (Lloyd)Yea, its young Lloyd reporting live from

dropped Now I'm moving on up to George and Weezy's spot I picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west coast, put the shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on

gang man You front on me, Ill pull out the thang thang Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man [Verse 4: Tony Yayo] Beam on the mac, will put wings on

for games I can guarantee when it's over you won't look the same Drownin' in shame, callin' my name's like callin' Candy Man Suicide on a platter, splatter your brain

Bare witness I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!) I GOT STATEN ISLAND ON MY PINKY QUEENS ON MY THUMB DUDE THE BRONX ON MY MIDDLE FINGER SCREAMIN FUCK