Lyrics:
your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You
overheard
Me
Saying things they cannot comprehend or understand like 50 cent with many men
Many men
Coming in dividends
Money trends
Raising up
put one inside his contact lens
Stay locked in like chains 4L know I'm standing on bizz
Death wished on me by many men
But I ain't 50 cent feel like
And a brick all these red rubies
If he bigger go pick up a
Stick with a 50 clip and I ain’t 50 cent
Get you killed for like 50 packs
She assuming so she bet her
mattress i got heart’s on the head i feel like drake but i ain’t light skin 50 cent i got the power to get you off like a light switch he bitch i call him
Here comes that guy in his stripped down Model A
And he says, ?Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
Trolling for the power bitch I feel like 50 cent hated on by many men
Tryna build an empire but I ain't one of lucious kids
Small City nigga Chris Wallace
Whip it up
Whip it up
Whip it up
Nasty!
Cook it up
Cook it up
Cook it up
Classy!
I just do too much
I'm just getting rich
50 in the trunk
50
Yo, what it is? What it do? What's goodie?
You are now tuned in to the sounds of
A Tribe Called De La Peas
L.A. New York collabo
Y'all know what
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
Guy on DVD here in this section
What do you mean that I gotta catch up? They're on season 18 now
Fuck, I just started getting The Cleveland Show, I
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
bodies. We been makin sht pop since 50 cent
Go shawty.
Now we in pent house fuckin up the whole lobby
Hook
Wait, it’s almost your time
Can’t be late (won’t
gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
high, hands up high
[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma
booty
This ain't '014, you can't do the Truey
Throw a L in yo face 'cause you losing
Goofy
Shooter build forts up
He pulled up in a super dookie
Sick
you might start to spit
You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted
On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze
Duncan Hines monument
you might start to spit
You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted
On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze
Duncan Hines monument
the
take off I've been grinding all my life, we came from Ebts
Now I'm collecting royalties sitting at BET couldn't afford no cable, grew up bootleg DVD
Had
Pull ya skirt (up,)
Buck, (fifty,)
Get my flirt (up,)
Aint no, (telling,)
Where we end (up,)
Intoxi-(cation,)
Call your friends (up,)
Mari-(nating,)
I
99 cents
Bag it, poppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passing up on those moccasins someone else has been walking in
Bummy
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