Lyrics:
[Intro:]
Uh
Got 'em swaggin' daddy
Haha
[Hook x2: Lil' Scrappy (Girl)]
(Hey nigga whatcha hood like?)
My money comes, money goes
But it's alright,
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
comes out of the other one
Forget girl better blow and the other
Boy Better Know that’s the label
Me, Frisco, Wiley, Sam
Max and my brother run
Make me
fly
You need a D-Boy, come over here and get superfly
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin' like hell, yeah
Have
played my music in her ears, she was in love with my tunes
She called me 50 Cent and Chris Brown all rolled into one
She wanted some of my genes, so she
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
ten cents /
Flying over seas baby girl wana see /what a Nigga really git how a Nigga really be /riding round with the /v riding round with the 4/ know
you upstairs
'Til you get inside the crib, girl, I ain't scared
And tell ya man don't even come outside (Y'all niggas stay in the crib!)
'Cause if he
[50 Cent]
G-Unit!
[Chorus: x2 50 Cent]
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I want
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I need
Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game
First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back
This is indo, produced by Timbo
Game over; nah the N.W.A. chain
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 handle my
girl
We could take over the summer
We looking eye to eye
I can tell that she trouble
She my ride or die
She my number one gunner and I know it
Take
the lob
She eat dick corn on the cob
Did his bid got hit with fraud
Nigga diss know how that end
Save her name as 50 Cent lil bitch got hit by many men
Oh
mother, mother, mother
For fifty cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence, fence, fence.
They jumped so high,
Ya'll niggas want to get high, well we gonna get high then
This shit right here is drugs, ya'll for sell baby
50 Cent uh, take it how you want
wanna ride with a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
I ain't got no feelings, girl, I'm sorry
No, I ain't got no feelings, bitch
I'm sorry
I got fifty thousand for a murder
I got fifty thousand for
When I'm hangin' out the window wit that AK filling ya punk ass wit holes
[50 Cent]
Cocaine, heroin, ecstasy, marijuana,
I'm new on that greyhound
done
Like if we ain't give a fuck about it
Tryna pull a 50 cent, get rich or die tryin
Be my love, baby, I'll be the illest nigga life for you
Like these
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
smile and he says ten cents
Now I said boss how come to you to charge me a dollar for the rose
And you charged the young lady only ten cents
Then he
handle me
I got rose gold trophy, the street keep my focused
The beef ain't over, that what they were hopin'
Two hunnid fifty in jewelery, I'm psoted
You wan' come over here
Yeah, come on, come on
Way you do that fast like an athlete
But if you slow down
I'll flip you over like a pancake
But you got
the closure
Imma tell yo bitch to come over
Then i jus park it like its a rover
Hope that its over
Glad that it is bitch
You was a part of my ribs
Oh my god i
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