blow my mind Blow my mind, blow my mind If you want to blow my mind Blow my mind, blow my mind [Chorus] If you want to blow my mind it's time for you
'Cause if you want to blow my mind Then blow my mind, blow my mind If you want to blow my mind Blow my mind, blow my mind Boom boom diddy diddy Boom
Übersetzung: Big \u0026amp; Rich. Blow My Mind.
Deuce-deuce in my socks keepin a watch out for cops Gettin kicked, I keep my mind on my riches While uncontrolled schemes keep me choosin my money over all my
God? Somewhere in the middle of my mind is a ni**a on the tightrope, screamin let him die Can't lie I'm a thug, drownin in my own blood Lookin for the
'm doing my thing like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang [Styles] weight on my back hate in my heart blood in my eye foot on the gas blunt in my
you fuck with me I mean my paper straight, I blow the cake We bounce to the 808 I mean I'm super rich, I mean super rich Never mind why we do this shit
'll smoke the blow on Duns You run heroins, Primatine mist is afraid of my lungs Turn my channel, it'll blow your whole bench off the panel Like 80 roman
Ice, Chronic got me bruising my brain But soothing my pain, I'm true to the game I got my mind made I gotta be that rich motherfucker Set it up so my
blow your fucking face off Cause you know my mind is golden oh Happen to catch me a Beverly show Body fell asleep but my mind goes on Welcome to the world
stick Paparzzi on the water, why the f-ck you stick My face got the f-ck you pricks My beats go hard like f-ck you d-cks Pourin? champagne damn thing
come with few of my niggas they come with theirs We politic on struggle and social affairs while toasting beers My man had cunning ideas to get rich with
street They paint my car like a target I take my orders from fools Meanwhile some kid blows my head off Well, I play by their rules So now I'm doing it my
my shine Makin silly tapes, I'm always on his mind Nonsense, not to be obnoxious kid 'Mega for the record you could suck my dick! Bitch, you from around
somethin.. [Nas] My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear Nothin on my mind but the dime sack
night Rossi and Martini sippin, Sergio Tachinni flippin mad pies low price, I blow dice and throw em Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan My
artist, but hardcore, my science for pain I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine Saw my close friends
