TJ Hookster - 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