Lyrics:
the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent
the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent
shawty just move how u move for cash
Hit ya money dance
Off the block wit the work hit the running man
Trap by the curb I sit right by the gutter man
I
dance
when i'm in the club racks on me throwing 50 bands
Bad bitch all up on me she a fucking fan
Had to block her she keep tagging me on Instagram
It's
the flux capacitor,
And now I'm headed back to fifty five with no passenger,
I wish that I had packed myself a travel kit,
Cause Doc was right, hit 88
to the room and she giving me a glance[01:53.17]I don't dance for nobody, but now she taking my hands[01:57.50]Hold on, I wanna keep you to myself[02:01.28]I
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
Nigga, dollar fifty rocks, nigga
On the real, I had eighty cent rocks
You can fuck my bitch, you can have my hoe
Get yours, get yours, get yours by any means
You can smoke that kill, you can push that dope
Get yours,
(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red
Gardena to Gardere, Louisiana (woo)
We was at Louisiana, came up off them snack packs
50 cent for Shastas, itchy blop up in the backpack
Little Caesar
like I'm OG King
Wished death upon by many men, like I was 50 Cent
I've been standing out on them street lights, on some foreign engineer
Big booty
YOUR FACE AND SET YOU UP LIKE 50 CENTS MANY MEN SEE ITS THE BATTLE WITH THE FLESH THAT YOU HAVE WITHIN SEE IM USE THIS PEN TO DESCRIBE MY SIN CAUSE ONE
Now, listen...
My paycheck after taxes barely pays the rent
I do the town on Friday, by Tuesday, it's all spent.
Two bucks an hour, this job ain't
Learnin' to Love
Lovin' to Learn
Bear forkback by the flywheel
Get fifty cent for the porkpie
She's climbin' on in the sandbox
Get
[Chorus: Olivia - repeat 2X]
Boy if you want me, then you can have me
I want you to want me and love me unconditionally
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
You
this lint like a slave
And 20 cent to my name, tryna make this crime pay
Money spent, Ben gone, left me with the Hamil-ton
Window tint, same ol' song
can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me
My appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it
And I’ma throw it
She
know these niggas can't fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
Asshole by nature, one deep, pussy nigga come get me (pussy nigga come on)
Hit yo ass with
Cali's in the building we collectin' the rent
We at the bar takin' shots like 50 Cent
(G-G-G-G-G) Them niggas is nice, don't think twice
I'm so cold, I
My playa patna
[Daz]
(B-Legit check it out)
I'm only in it just to get mine
For every quarter fifty cent piece and every dime
Grew up in
themselves
If everybody grows up with high self-esteem
Who is going to dance in our strip clubs?
What's going to happen to our porno industry?
These
langue de Molière comme un Katana (ouah)
C'est noir, comme ma peau (black)
J'sors du dépôt, j'ai grave la dalle
J'arrive comme Fifty, gilet pare-balles
the bread lil niggas need christmas
Banks dont rap wit a back pack
im in it for the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the MONEY the CAKE
[50 Cent]
You heard Banks
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