Money In Mind
lil wayne Lyrics


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Yeah
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind) Chea
(Money on my mind)
(Money money on my mind) Chea
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind) That's right
(Money money on my mind)
(So money is all I think of) That's right
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind) Bitch
(Money on my mind)
(Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind) You know
(Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind) Bitch
(Money money on my mind) Bitch
(Money money on my mind) Ayy
(So money is all I think of)

Stepping out the motherfucking car, they in awe
I'm looking like a star, bitch, when you see me make a wish
Holla at your motherfucking boy, J-R
Birdman my pa, bitch, ball bred, born rich (yeah)
Dear Mr. Toilet, I'm the shit
Got these other haters pissed, 'cause my toilet paper thick
I know, but trip and that .40 make a chip
Out a potato-head wimp, then, like ranch, I dip (gone)
And the hustle is all muscle, just strength
When it comes to that weight I don't struggle, I just lift (one-two)
I got my hand on the game, yeah I make a grip
Hundred grand in my fist, same on my wrist
Get ki money from a quarter, blame it on my wrist
I whip coke like hoes, nigga, I'm a pimp
Lil' nigga 'bout to rape the market
If we talking 'bout money, baby, now we talking

(Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind)
Yeah, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
(Money money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
Get money, get money, get money, yeah
(So money is all I think of)
(Money on my mind)
(Money money on my mind)
Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money, yeah

Nigga, get it in a slump, if you know how
In the heart of the summer, we need a snow plow
What you know about that? Baby, it's your time
Coke transactions on the phone, we call it "blow jobs"
Too fast for the feds, too cocky for the cops
Had to ditch my old bitch, getting sloppy with the pots (bitch!)
Hopping off the boat, meeting Papi at the docks
He tell me I'm gaining weight, I tell him I'm getting paid
Money Over Bitches, I'm yelling it to the grave
Developed at a young age, go after what pays
These Gabbana sunshades block the sun rays
I drop a car note in the mall on the first date
I gotta get it even if it's in the worst way
That cake, like it's-it's my birthday
New Orleans my birthplace, ya heard me?
Where money's more important than a person

(Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind)
Yeah, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
(Money money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
Get money, get money, get money, yeah
(So money is all I think of)
(Money on my mind)
(Money money on my mind)
Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money

Twisting up a blunt, thinking 'bout my next dollar
I'm digging in the game tryna get some money out her
I'm so vain it's a problem
There ain't a stain on these Pradas, I'm just being modest
Got me a goddess, show her how to divide it
She still down and she don't get none of the profit
Wheel around the city, let the tints hide me
"That's a cold motherfucker, whoever inside it"
Forever symbolizing the grind, it don't walk to you
I make it run like horses do
Giddy-up, baby, if he got it, then hit him up, baby
I know it's crazy, but I can't get enough, baby
I love it, I fucking love it
I'm a self-made millionaire, fuck the public
Riding to myself, 'cause I don't fuck with nothing
Pistol on my lap on the way to the money

(Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind)
Yeah, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
(Money money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
(Money on my mind)
Get money, get money, get money, yeah
(So money is all I think of)
(Money on my mind)
(Money money on my mind)
Get money, fuck bitches




Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Wayne and Booba's collaboration "Money on My Mind" revolves around the theme of money being the most important thing in their lives. The first verse includes Lil Wayne's boastful lines about stepping out of his car and being admired by those around him. He also references his mentor, Birdman, and his privileged background. The second half of the verse sees Lil Wayne making some crude references, but also showcasing his clever wordplay as he asserts his dominance in the rap game.


The second verse, delivered by Booba, sees him discussing his illegal activities involving cocaine and his money-making mentality. He talks about his preference for money over romance and other people's safety as he navigates the streets with his illicit dealings. The third verse returns to Lil Wayne, where he raps about his obsession with money and the glamorous life that comes with it. He says he is willing to do whatever it takes to get it, including putting his own safety at risk.


Overall, the song emphasizes the artists' monetary success and their unwavering focus on keeping that success going. It also highlights some of the darker aspects of their lives, including illegal activity and disregard for the safety of others.


Line by Line Meaning

(Money on my mind)
I always have money on my mind


(Money money on my mind) Chea
Money is the only thing I can think of


(Money on my mind) That's right
Money is my only concern and it's the right mindset to have


(So money is all I think of) That's right
My mind is constantly occupied by thoughts of money and it's the only way to think


(Money on my mind) Bitch
I am confident in my obsession with money


(Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind) You know
It's not a secret that I constantly think about money


(Money money on my mind) Bitch
My fixation with money is unbreakable


(Money money on my mind) Ay
Money is a priority and I will do whatever it takes to get it


Stepping out the motherfucking car, they in awe
People are impressed and amazed when they see me get out of my car


I'm looking like a star, bitch, when you see me make a wish
I am confident in my appearance and I look like a superstar


Holla at your motherfucking boy, J-R
You can talk to me, J-R, I am approachable


Birdman my pa, bitch, ball bred, born rich (yeah)
Birdman is like a father to me and I was born into wealth


Dear Mr. Toilet, I'm the shit
I am successful and confident in my abilities


Got these other haters pissed, 'cause my toilet paper thick
My success makes others envious and angry


I know, but trip and that .40 make a chip
I carry a gun and I am not afraid to use it if someone tries to test me


Out a potato-head wimp, then, like ranch, I dip (gone)
If I shoot someone, they will be dead and I will move on without any remorse


And the hustle is all muscle, just strength
I work hard and have the strength to succeed


When it comes to that weight I don't struggle, I just lift (one-two)
I know how to handle drugs and make a profit without any trouble


I got my hand on the game, yeah I make a grip
I am in control of my business and I am making a lot of money


Hundred grand in my fist, same on my wrist
I have a lot of money and I love to show it off


Get ki money from a quarter, blame it on my wrist
I am making money from dealing drugs and I use the excuse of my expensive watches as to where the money comes from


I whip coke like hoes, nigga, I'm a pimp
I am successful in the drug trade and I am proud of it


Lil' nigga 'bout to rape the market
I am taking over the drug market with my success


If we talking 'bout money, baby, now we talking
Money is the only thing I care about, and everything else is irrelevant


Nigga, get it in a slump, if you know how
I can make money even in difficult times


In the heart of the summer, we need a snow plow
Even in the summer, I am making so much money that I need a snow plow to carry it all


What you know about that? Baby, it's your time
I am successful and it's time for others to recognize it


Coke transactions on the phone, we call it "blow jobs"
I am involved in illegal activity and I try to conceal it with clever language


Too fast for the feds, too cocky for the cops
I am too smart and confident to be caught by law enforcement


Had to ditch my old bitch, getting sloppy with the pots (bitch!)
I had to end a relationship because my partner was not good at handling drugs


Hopping off the boat, meeting Papi at the docks
I am involved in drug smuggling and I have to meet my contact at the docks


He tell me I'm gaining weight, I tell him I'm getting paid
My business is doing well and I am becoming more successful, even if it means gaining weight


Developed at a young age, go after what pays
I have always been focused on making money and I will always go after opportunities to do so


These Gabbana sunshades block the sun rays
I am successful and can afford expensive designer sunglasses


I drop a car note in the mall on the first date
I spend a lot of money on my dates to show my wealth


I gotta get it even if it's in the worst way
I am determined to make money in any way possible, even if it's illegal


That cake, like it's-it's my birthday
I am making so much money, it feels like my birthday


New Orleans my birthplace, ya heard me?
I am proud of where I come from, which is New Orleans


Where money's more important than a person
In New Orleans, money is more important than anything else


Twisting up a blunt, thinking 'bout my next dollar
I am always thinking about how to make more money while I smoke


I'm digging in the game tryna get some money out her
I am heavily involved in the drug game and making money from it


I'm so vain it's a problem
I care a lot about my appearance and it can be a problem


There ain't a stain on these Pradas, I'm just being modest
I have expensive shoes and very little to be modest about


Got me a goddess, show her how to divide it
I have a beautiful girlfriend who I am teaching how to handle my money


She still down and she don't get none of the profit
My girlfriend is loyal to me even though she doesn't make any money from my business


Wheel around the city, let the tints hide me
I am trying to conceal my identity while driving around the city


"That's a cold motherfucker, whoever inside it"
People are impressed with me and think I am very cool


Forever symbolizing the grind, it don't walk to you
I symbolize hard work and success, but it won't come to you easily


I make it run like horses do
I am successful and can make things happen quickly, like a horse


Giddy-up, baby, if he got it, then hit him up, baby
I encourage my girlfriend to go after men who have money


I know it's crazy, but I can't get enough, baby
I am addicted to making money and can't get enough of it


I love it, I fucking love it
I am passionate about making money and it brings me happiness


I'm a self-made millionaire, fuck the public
I am proud of my success and don't care what other people think


Riding to myself, 'cause I don't fuck with nothing
I am successful and don't need anyone else to be happy


Pistol on my lap on the way to the money
I am carrying a gun to protect myself while I am on my way to make more money




Lyrics © Budde Music Publishing GmbH, Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andrew Harr, Dwayne Carter, Jermaine Jackson, Johnny Mollings, Leonardo Mollings

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