MindFreak Lyrics

I'd have to lose all the brain cells in my head

before I forget something as fine as you

Does everyone need an audition to get with you

You ain't gotta go through all that shit

Then I choose you

Be cool, baby, okay

I just want your mind, not your heart

And we can get paid if you play ya part

You can play the hand I'ma play the cards

I just want your mind, want your mind, want your mind

I just want your mind, don't need your heart

I just want your mind, don't need your heart

I just want your mind, don't need your heart

So we can get paid, get paid, get paid

I want your mind, not your heart

And we can get paid if you play a part

You got that fat ass, that is shit to me

Cause all I wanna see is some currency

You get them lames, hell yeah I can tell

Still you need some guidance and clientele

I know some brothers well in the NFL

Couple rappers, doctors, lawyers and they tipping well

Ain't no need a being cocky this here, just on some humble pimpin

I just a sexy gangster, no wanksta you gots to listen

Just let me coach you, I coach you, put you in the right position

Another level with this game, ain't no competition

I want that mind, not the heart baby

It ain't hard baby, play your part baby

If you smart baby, we can start making ends

Depends, that's if you come on in

Strictly business honey, I ain't trying to be your friend

I just want your mind, not your heart

And we can get paid if you play ya part

You can play the hand, I'ma play the cards

I just want your mind, want your mind, want your mind

I just want your mind, don't need your heart

I just want your mind, I don't need your heart

I just want your mind, I don't need your heart

So we can get paid, get paid, get paid

Low self esteem, that's a sad thing

Well it is what it is, let go get the cream

I'm the one that you need to fulfill your dreams

Old school with this shit like my triple beam

Tired of penny pinching niggas with the small change

Wrong economic class in the wrong lane

Ain't no slipping with my pimpin' each and errtime

I ain't trying to make you mine, I just want your mind

I'm on the grind, like all the time

I'm getting mine, got plenty dimes, but you so fine

Come cut the line, go work the spine, and rob them blind

They paying fine for overtime, it ain't a crime

Inside my mind, I'm in my prime, pimping sublime

And you the kind that they incline, to spend they dimes

And lose they mind, it's money time, get money time

I ain't trying to make you mine, just want your mind

Just want your mind

I just want your mind, not your heart

And we can get paid if you play ya part

You can play the hand I'ma play the cards

I just want your mind, want your mind, want your mind

I just want your mind, don't need your heart

I just want your mind, don't need your heart

I just want your mind, don't need your heart

So we can get paid, get paid, get paid

She stood looking at me for a long moment

Her beautiful face tense in the dim dawn

She said, are you coming back to my pad this morning

You haven't spent a night with me in a month

So come back, okay

A good pimp doesn't get paid for screwing you

He gets his pay off for always having the right thing to say

To a whore right on lightning tack

I fitted a scary mask on my face and said in a low deadly voice

Bitch, are you insane