Lyrics:
fucked your bitch, I ain't do that no purpose
Had to say bye-bye, that baby a birdie
I kicked her out on the sidewalk, so I had to curve it
Different
'm a hundred, you a dub (nothin')
Lookin' for me, I'm booked up (where you at?)
50 Cent, I'm in the club (hey)
Diamonds on my earlobe, ice on dyke (huh?)
I fucked this girl I barely knew the Other day I dealt my cards for us To have that night to play
I hope my strokes, don't ever try To provoke some
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
cents, need that 50
When I hit that opp it's hot
A town linkop gets sticky
Spent two days in shackles
Now I'm in chains in a different city
Two nights in
by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents
that's real love
I ain't never changin' up, yeah
If I like you, you lucky
I'ma change your whole life like it's nothin'
Girl, I know not to stall
and they ask for him
By name AUSK nigga I'm boss, I ain't Rick Ross but I do my thing
Im on my Jay Z shit come around your hood like you babysit
But I needs
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
Love me tonight girl, we won't meet again
Don't fight the feeling, 'cause love ain't a cent
Let your body decide what it does
It's okay baby
shit is really fucked up
I guess I need beef why vegan I'm past tense like grab clench wait that's over your
Head like ya wifey's T-shirt
Cause I
in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me
See the man
in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me
See the man
'm in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
of a 5 a day
Living life the higher way
Could have 50 Cents in my bank account and I'd still be Savage
21
Gimme a Token ill Busta Rhyme guarantee I'd still
a 50 cent piece
Spend 50 on some new gold teeth
He's the reason
They leavin' so quickly
You see him sick
Be my season birds
And I bees em Burr
Bitch,
Ambition is
Your best work since Massacre
Really good job with that thanks for being 50
A: I don't know why people keep
Talking about this i was
Busy
Different cars I'll switch the ven
Hella shots but this ain't hen
Fucked her raw that bitch a ten
Talm bout Cg talm bout Brynne
Selling white girl talm bout
of followers the same
Fifthteen cent
Thinking colossal shit negative
Fifthteen cent
But get rich or die trying
Thats word to fifty cent
See my girl said it's
busy, I ain't trynna make plans
I'm feeling litty, a nigga boutta take a chance
Your 2 cents can't be paid in advance
Your 2 cents can't be paid in
of somesplash
I touch on myself when ain't
No shorties to touch me
After this joint half the hood
Gon' want to fuck me
I can imagine you're here
In your Vicky
cents
I get commas in my checks
You get tattoos on your neck
Had to make a little flex
Trust in the process is gonna be next
We be grinding til the music
a minute
But girl yeah you caught me by surprise, together we harmonise
Girl you got it in your genes and I ain't talking Levi's, said
I give you love, girl
they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they
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