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you're fuckin' with the greatest

[50 Cent]
[Chorus]

Bitch I wanna go to a motel, just for four hours on a short stay, we don't have to go far, far away
you're fuckin' with the greatest

[50 Cent]
[Chorus]

Bitch I wanna go to a motel, just for four hours on a short stay, we don't have to go far, far away
cents 
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road 
'Cause I'm a king of the road
I'm just a king of the road
King of the road
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
(intro)
Yo 
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
history
But then again you'll finally get your wish
'cause you be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump
Gimme a one-on-one
pretty good some play so bad it hurts
We pick up their golf balls that fly over the fence
We shine 'em up a little bit and sell 'em back for fifty cents
you claim you got this and that by flippin crack, stop lyin, nigga you just rapped.

Lil Flip
A lot of Rap Cats rap about jewels, but that ain't rose
peppers and don't rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggas, "Get they money right," 'cause I got mine
And I'm around quit
peppers and don't rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggas, "Get they money right," 'cause I got mine
And I'm around quit
like old sneakers from telephone wires

[50 Cent:]
Flip mode!

[Chorus: Missy]
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down, flip it
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
I get into all that
Girl I perform for you, like a pornostar
Till you had enough then I just need a lil' bit more
New music new mood new position
get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a little bit more
New music, new move, new position
[50 Cent]
This is how we do it, when we do it
like we just wanna tear the club up
We do it like ain't nuttin to it, the way we do it
Now e'rybody
the middle and your legs to the side

50 cent:
I've got that bentley ferrary that lambo lean
My car game crazy I can't be seen
The aston bugatti the range
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
My buzz is
Jay and Dame ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm sitting in my cell
history
But then again you'll finally get your wish
'cause you be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump
Gimme a one-on-one
to wait for the cedar chips
Mcs just bit off more than they can chew like a face full of Swedish Fish
Or Lorena with two penises
Hateful and genius, this
sipping 'cause I get to tripping
My nigga just roll up a heap of that pine
And only bring a lil bit for the trip
Just in case we get blurped by the 5-0
don't like to smoke them swishers hoe
If you hit my liqour store 
It fifty cents for single puffs

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my
New York City!
You are now rapping, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it, 
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy