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is a lil' bit
(Is a lil' bit)
She askin' twenty-one questions like
I'm 50 Cent (Like I'm 50 Cent)
I'm talkin' to hoes
Tellin' 'em I ain't got a bitch

[50 Cent]

ay , yo we can't stay alive forever,
so if the shit hits tha fan then we might as well die together, im hi as ever, more hoe's and more

and
I'm wondering why
She loves my body and
I love her scent
The day you left
I wonder where you went
You know I'm the man
Like 50 cent
Our love fresh

pioneer paving the way
Eminem, 50 Cent, I've been""Patiently Waitin'""
Now the time finally came to throw my name in ya face
Like BRAP
Wasiu, nigga I'm in

my circle
The ones that acting phony
Hard as fuck, put it on cement
Card of luck, peachy be my scent
Pimp on God, call me 50 Cent
Cadillac, tell me how

ride
This just first releases
Tell em papi outside
Like 50 cent
Getting rich or die trying
That or Mr West
I'll testify to touch the sky
If you asking,
I

dicky, dicky (Bang)
Call me cent how I'm stacking up these fifty's fifty's (Ay, ay)
We big like Giza
Call me pussy pleaser (Pleaser) (Giza)
I am evil
Shoot

get your baggage
Yeah, life's sweet when I'm high on the sour
Mind on my money, put your brain on a dollar
Fifty cent, yeah I came for the power
Know

This bitch is fine
I done came to the club bout 50 11 times
Now can I play wit your pantie line
And she didn’t mind
Gave me crazy head
She Amanda Bines

cap this real shit my identity
I can't do no halfway, you can't fifty me (nah)
How I hustle It look like it's fifty me
In this bitch and I'm feeling

detiene (Ye)
Dicen que nadie la tiene
But I had her like 50 times, 50 cent 50 dimes
She had good times with me
You know what it is boy (Ye)
Flakoo in this

tricked by globetrotters , 50 cal you won't need no damn doctors
I can peep  the hate, grew up round some known plotters I know she a groupie, pulled up in

rack, stack by stack
Rack by rack, stack by stack
Rack by rack, stack by stack
Ones, fives, tens, twenty's, fifty's, hundreds
Ones, fives, tens, twenty's,

state's forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit

on the scene 
If I’m directing n***a it’s a wrap (Facts, facts)
I get to the cream by any means 
And I do not flex for the internet (Hell nah)
If I gave you my

you niggas don't know (hell nah)
Yea

I'm in the streets still ballin' feel like Skip to my Lou (feel like skip to my Lou)
Fifty Five on a play its too

Windows tinted, I'm sippin' Remy
With 3 Glizzys, Ha
Take me hell nah, take you
Niggas ain't payin' homage
Hurt me to my stomach
Caught 'em

Waistline got her moving 360 (Rotate)
Gyal all surrounding me (On me)
Said we only spend bags not 50s (Ka-ching)
Pour a little drink for me (For me)

chip on my shoulder now
Still out here by my dola
Money's never the motive, nah
Ain't a dollar gone stand up for me
Get the bag 'cause this mandatory

choppas get filthy
I ran up a Hunnid by 100s and 50s
Diamonds in my mouth
I'm talking She leaking
I'm one of the hardest young niggas in The city
Young Rich

Where my blunt at?
Whole gang outside, smoking sacks
Where my gun at?
So high can't feel my face bitch, yeah already done that
Keep on me a 50, never

Yeah, yeah
(Ayye JD Let Me Hear That Back)
Would you buy that Rolex? It's 50 grand (50 racks)
Tryna be like Bruce Wayne, give the whole city bands

it
Say you a boss nigga what the business?
Say you a boss if really get it
Hundreds and fifties, fifties and hundreds
Commas on commas on commas

Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When