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Jay-Z

Get Your Mind Right Mami

 

Get Your Mind Right Mami

(album: The Dynasty Roc La Familia - 2000)


Sup ma? You want to roll with us, you know what I'm saying?
It's good, it's love, it's all love
We got cases of Belvedere, we gon' play truth or dare
We gon' really get to know one another
All you gotta do is put your hair down, get your mind right
nah mean? I'm here for you, yo

Relax yourself, let your conscience be free
You now rolling with them thugs from the R-O-C
Ain't no place on the planet that you'd rather be
But in the blue flame, bitch you're new to the game
Cross over to the Roc, make yourself hot
The topic of discussion in every nail shop
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust
And within a week, watch your arm freeze up
Brassiere get right, A to a D cup
Weave get tight, pedicure your feet up
Ears get iced, gear get spiced
From hood rat to superstar, there's your life
Fuck with Hova, he can take you out of your hell
Say bye to Reebok, say hi to Chanel
Say hi to Gucci, Prada as well
Take a look in the mirror, be proud of yourself

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta play your part when you're rolling with the R-O-C
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
I need a gangster girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
And I need gangster girls, for my gangster family

Yo, I'm young Memphis, used to play the apprentice
Now I'm like the teacher, c'mere, let me teach ya
How to play them benches, hold this work in your dentures
How to play it cool when police come to pinch us
Relax mami, let the Belvy flow
Inhale the 'dro, exhale it slow
I could teach you how to roll, teach you 'bout fly kicks
Teach you how to keep your nose up out of my shit
When the beeper goes off, please don't reach
Like you put a ring or spend cheese on Bleek
Get your mind right baby, going through mine crazy
When I'm in the shower, 69 me crazy
Track my last call, contact my broad
With a bitch or two, had physical contact in the mall
You got issues problems you need to iron out
I will, holler, for now you on time out

You gotta play your part when you're rolling with the R-O-C
C'mon little mama, c'mon
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
C'mon little mama, c'mon
I need a gangster girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
C'mon baby girl, c'mon
And I need gangster girls, for my gangster family
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
C'mon little mama, c'mon

P-I-M-P-ology
I play you and you pay me
Believe me when I tell you girl I know you a freak
For fucking with me, that ain't all you can be
Just put your mind to it you can go real far
I know times getting hard on the boulevard
They say, pimping is dead (What?), man, pimping ain't dead
These hoes just scared and they're blind trying and dying to be led (Mm)
But who's to lead 'em? Talk shit to 'em and beat 'em
Get their mind right and feed 'em
Now I don't need 'em (Uh-uh), but I can do that there
Put on a three-piece suit and Shirley-Temple my hair
So I can, feel like a player when I walk in the place (Place)
Got yo' bitch all on my line, and now she up in my face
Is this yo' bitch? Is that yo' bitch? 'Cause if she's not, she mine
She falling for a nigga and I ain't even dropped a line

Get out my limelight bitch, and get your mind right
C'mon, little mama, c'mon (C'mon, c'mon)
Get your mind right bitch, get your mind right
C'mon baby girl, c'mon, c'mon (C'mon)

You gotta play your part when you're rolling with the R-O-C
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
Get your mind right ma, get your mind right
I need a gangster girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Got ta get your mind right baby, get your mind right
And I need gangster girls for my gangster family

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
Get your mind right ma, get your mind right huh?
Got ta get your mind right baby, get your mind right

done

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