If this is space age pimping 
 Then I'ma work for NASA 
 Coming up with tight ass shit 
 Cause this the Pastor 
 Creep up on 'em wit laughter 
 Soon as she show them pearly whites 
 I grin back at her 
 Cause I'm gone fuck her ass tonite 
 Pussy be tight 
 But that don't mean that its gone end 
 Cause once I hit 
 Here comes the grand opening 
 She hoping then that she can be my main lady 
 And to keep pussy 
 I smile and tell her maybe 
 We lounge on leather 
 I wonder if whether 
 You know I'm da playa 
 Not the Captain Save A. Ho 
 Then I'm back sinking banks 
 While slitting Swishers 
 Lights, cameras, action 
 Why bitches be snapping pictures 
 Wish ya had the lout 
 Wish ya had the money 
 Wish ya had that big body Benz filled with hundreds 
 It's funny 
 Cause niggas think just cause we got stacks 
 But when I was broke bitches still rode on my lap 
 Perhaps 
 The money that's earned the game that's learned 
 Them hoe's that yearn 
 Make them pussy niggas eat yo worm 
 But here's your turn 
 Shit go ahead bust shots at me 
 Cause fucking hoe's and making money the priority 
  
 Hook: 
  
 I got my mind on my money 
 I ain't studdin' these hoe's (Repeat 2x) 
 I ain't studdin' these hoe's 2x 
  
 Verse 2: Pastor Troy 
  
 A bunch of bitches don't bring no glory 
 Shit all they bring is a fucking bunch of lies and stories 
 And yeah I got a stack of stories standing weed high 
 And you can't take 'em with you when a nigga has to die 
 So I say fuck her 
 Bitches I try my best to duck em 
 I'm on the run 
 All these jealous motherfucking niggas 
 Is packing guns 
 For fun they wanna take the air 
 The Pastor breathe 
 But the shit does not give me a scare 
 They best believe 
 With ease I want to leave this Earth 
 But I'ma let these muthafuckers try to kill me first 
 Let's keep it interesting 
 The topics I be mentioning 
 Hell and heaven walking streets with that Mack 11 
 Shot 'em with 7 
 Pop them niggas pick my shells up 
 And run and kick 'em 
 Tell them niggas we don't give a fuck 
 And fuck who with 'em 
 Equitted so see me smiling to a round of applause 
 Shot a bird at the judge 
 Tell 'em fuck they laws 
 My ball is hard as bricks 
 So I be damned if he charge me with shit 
 I'm sick as O.J. 
 And gonna make these hoe's day 
 It's understood 
 Pastor Troy up out this muthafucker with the money and the goods 
  
 Hook: 4x 
  
 I got my mind on my money 
 I ain't studdin' these hoe's (Repeat 2x) 
 I ain't studdin' these hoe's 2x