'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
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
Tradução: Big \u0026amp; Rich. Blow My Mind.
the Rich Yung Coutoure Some niggas say I had they bitch sprung before I take alot of girls now which one was yours? Slips my mind I sips my wine Throw
like Tony Bricks and pounds of weed half the city owe me My shipment too big, frontin out the homies I ain't even trippin mayne my pockets never lonely
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
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
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
You know, so y'all just enjoy, aight Yo, Rob you there? (Yeah) Your mic sound nice (uh-huh uh-huh) You first to blow (yeah) Ight, you ready to blow (uh
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
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
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
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
a gun shot] My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square Headed for Delaware wit' one change of gear Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack we
mouth, use her like a toilet They usually want a baller and the young nigga ballin Mike Jordan, pardon my swag Even my father rich as fuck and all my
