Lyrics:
on the landline
I could sell it by the pan
Or the gram in this
Scramble in the lamb like I
Got the shit pan-fried
So nasty and so classy
Have you lookin' like Ryan
in holy water and take lighting showers
Use Posiedons wife blouses as a towel and by now ya
Wondering just how the fuck I do just what I do...
50
you in da club
Or the candy shop
Ask many men for 50 cent
All you do window shop
I seen you in da club
Or the candy shop
Ask many men for 50 cent
All
pittsburgh down
Its Wiz Khalifa man
You cant tell by now
Pittsburgh Imma swell my town
That steel city damn
Roll rubber you don't know who you dealin' with
Oh
Bad bitch she Latina
Off the cocajina
50 On my visa
Forgein fast just like a cheetah
Doing 80 out the dealer
Smoke you like some reefer
Choppa Queen
lame
He needed a change, so I gave him fifty cent
He looked up at me like I was crazy
I said listen man i rather give you my last
To see you live again
Gave you my two cents, ain't got money babe
I'll take you somewhere fun and tell you something funny
Something funny, babe
When I open my eyes
Oh,
got Benjamin's
Toxic niggas for the win
I'm not liked by many man
Feeling like I'm 50 cent
Member having 50 cents
Hundreds made off flipping it
Enough
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thing when you party with me
It's what we into, it's
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
whipped, this shit is ridiculous
Shoutout to 50 Cent, man (let the Bandplay)
Huh?
Say you a gangster, but you ain't never shot nothin'
How you
50 Cent
Ciara
I'm focused, man (Darkchild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me, I
50 Cent
Ciara
I'm focused, man (Darkchild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me, I
through your windows or your door
Grab it by the tail
Yucca man
Yucca man
If I had a dollar--cut it in two--give you fifty cents
But the rock will
Lawry, you can tell, by the way I dress
I walk around, you see the strut, girl you look impressed
If you smile, I'll lay it down, you gone look a mess
gone make me catch a hat
Fn's n glock's boy it'll get ya zapped
Feelin like 50 cent plenty man want my spot
But I'm movin on my pivot I ain't tryna get
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
Got 50 cent for my many men
I Pour a 4 in the back of a mini van
I Pour a 4 in the back of a mini van
Got 50 cent for my mother fucking many men
They
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
bullshit you was serving it was all purpose
We all chipped in nigga and we all hurting
I gots to grind just like in eighty-nine
When a niggas 25 cent pieces
envy
You say you got money nigga really
I bring them racks in by the plenty
You broke as fuck don't got a penny
Don't need yo two cents
You wasn't
I’ve been sippin
On some Bombay
Cuz life gives me lemons
Pink lemonade
And the pink's for the women
That be thinking that I’m 50 cent
Cuz we be Effen
Ooh
Obl
Bryan here odogwubinladen
Shout out to jsr cumbusteve
Hades once we gather around
The ounce don dey go around
Pound by pound you know as e dey be
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
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