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conversations.value: Write me a song called Money On My Mind (Remix) [Blow] with the following description: This is a remix with Rick Ross of Weezy’s original song Money on My Mind from Tha Carter II Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Chorus]
  Money on my mind, money on my mind
  Money, money on my mind
  Money on my mind, money on my mind
  Money, money on my mind
  So money is all I think of
  Money on my mind, money on my mind
  Money, money on my mind
  Money on my mind, money on my mind
  Money, money on my mind
  So money is all I think of
  [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
  Steppin' out the motherfuckin' car
  They in awe
  I'm looking like a star, bitch
  When you see me make a wish
  Holla at ya motherfuckin' boy, J.R
  Birdman my pa, bitch
  Ball bred, born rich
  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
  And the hustle is all muscle
  Just strength
  When it comes to that weight I don't struggle
  I just lift
  I got my hand on the game
  Yeah I make a grip
  Hundred grand in my fist
  Same on my wrist
  Get key 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 [Hook]
  (Money on my mind)
  Yeah, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
  Get money, get money, get money
  (So money is all I think of)
  Get money, get money, fuck bitches
  Fuck bitches, get money
  Fuck bitches, get money
  [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
  20 grand in the left
  Another 20 in the right
  Got my wallet in the back
  And that thing packed tight
  Credit cards don't need 'em
  All the birds won't feed 'em
  While I'm sitting at the table just me and family eatin'
  E-class on the cell; discussing another mill'
  Gucci Gucci bottle empty, daddy needs a refill
  Up in frevay I'm standing on the bar
  If it ain't a black truck it's a quarter million Maz'
  I'm in love with kush and Kate Fox
  If ya need anything hit the safe deposit box
  Outta town for a month
  Came home with a duffel it was one point something
  Getting brain and I love it
  Pimp, ask Khaled. Lobster salad
  Mobster acknowledge I'm popping in Dallas
  Pop collars I touch hoes like crep flow
  The game in a choke hold
  No I won't let go