Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Only Thang On My Mind, artist - Jadakiss.
Date of issue: 28.02.2012
Song language: English
Only Thang On My Mind |
To wake up in the morning is a motherfuckin' blessin' |
Grab my AK I ain’t motherfuckin' stressin' |
Standing in the kitchen and I’m whippin' up the babies |
Only thing on my mind is how to buy me a Mercedes |
Scrapin' up the pot, tryna come up with the extra |
Young niggas rob and I heard that they finesse ya |
Ain’t no pressure, get the .38 special |
Only thing on my mind is how to put you on a stretcher |
I pull up solo dolo in a motherfuckin' Lambo |
Sippin' lean all on my Polo, makin' niggas out examples |
Your girlfriend want a photo cuz she say she like my wardrobe |
Got Louie on my feet and I got diamonds in my earlobes |
My prices buy so low but shawty tell me somethin' I don’t know |
My niggas are so cuthroat man they dirty like a dope bowl |
I made a hundred thousand right on Bouldercrest and Flat Shoals |
Worth a half a million when I moved over to Creel Road |
Servin' through the _____ with the do' closed |
Got more blocks than Dikembe Mutumbo |
Gave holmes a whole thang to blow a nigga head off |
.44 bulldog when I drop the bread off |
I pulled up with a chauffeur and my motherfuckin' Rolls Royce |
Glock 19 bought my purp and a pair of Jordans |
Gucci Mane my nigga so you know I fuck with Bricksquad |
My ___ speak bilingual don’t do English, they the brick squad |
2 tops on my Vette, middle finger to a squad car |
Cool hundred bricks, that fill up a smart car |
Energy efficient niggas winnin' on the gas rate |
48 a pound, want 10? |
Okay 38 |
_____ amaze me, while the kitchen slave me |
One time to the dope boys, they the ones who raised me |
I fuck with the robbers, I hang with the murderers |
Finna get that new Bentley, but then didn’t come convertible |
I been gettin' money since I motherfuckin' came here |
Same shit, cop and go, naw ain’t nothin' change here |
Know I got that haze, sour, and a couple kushes |
Shorty got the rock, and the Glock is in the bushes |
One already in the head, hollows in a full clip |
All my niggas bout that bread, we ain’t bout that bullshit |
Work is good, make sure your connect keep it real with you |
Hundred on the chain, quarter million on the vehicle |
Spit a couple bars, get some budgets, sign a deal or two |
Drink some liquor, fuck some bad bitches, pop a pill or two |
Killin' you, young black rich nigga, ain’t no need in stressin' |
Be thankful for what you got my nigga, it’s a blessin' |