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I come from the 10 like October Niggas be riding by Lenox in rovers People be taking pictures and posting I got the remedy I mixed the potion I
looking over me watching these hundreds and the fifties spread I can hear him saying spend it now cant spend it when your dead And best believe im out here
but I can't forget When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent Names on the list But I ain’t owe you shit Never did favors It leads
the automatic Paper towels in the public restrooms But that's me I guess So I been low riding while bumping 50 50 times a day & Spending 50 cents on a bummy drink
Haaaaaa (SYN shit n****) Yeaaaa (93Meexhie) The underdog N**** (Fuck yo producer my beat is by Meexhie) YeeeeaHH The Money, The Ice, The Shine,
I'm Snapping Going hard no kap'n Getting it by any means is what We call trappin' No middle man I am the Manufacture Spilt it fifty fifty then own
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?)
rapper tryin' to mimic him And that's what really rose up out of Michigan, The sign of white rapper by the name of 50 Cent, ha! You would never know
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent It's bottle after bottle The money ain't a thing when you party with me It's what we into, it's
and Mahatma Gandhi Went to the park to check on the game But they was murdered by the other team Who went on to win fifty-nil You can be true, you can be
cents English pounds and Eskimo pence You lot! What? Don't stop! Give it all you got! You lot! What? Don't stop! Yeah! Working for a rise,
cents English pounds and Eskimo pence You lot! What? Don't stop! Give it all you got! You lot! What? Don't stop! Yeah! Working for a rise,
as a light tan With plastic faces and rubber hands Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim How dare you call the Gods in vain Not
Gandhi Went to the park to check on the game But they was murdered by the other team Who went on to win fifty-nil You can be true, you can be false
and Indian cents English pounds and Eskimo pence You lot! What? Don't stop! Give it all you got! You lot! What? Don't stop! Yeah! Working for a rise,
as a light tan With plastic faces and rubber hands Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim How dare you call the Gods in vain Not
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent It's bottle after bottle The money ain't a thing when you party with me It's what we into, it's
I'm so lonesome I could cry. King of the Road (Roger Miller) Trailer for sale or rent Rooms to left fifty cents No phone, no poolm no pets I ain't got
family good some days, yeah Remember havin' 50 cent to my name for lunch A quarter juice and some hot flames We was sittin' on the couch watchin' He
plans, and it really hurts Every time I go fishin' it'd always start me wishin' That I could be a child again Take my 50 cents and go down to the local
lame He needed a change, so I gave him fifty cent He looked up at me like I was crazy I said listen man i rather give you my last To see you live again
through by servin y'all And only cause my man heard of y'all Other than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all [Tony Yayo] I went from oodles
and graphic grammar My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama Get touched by my Arm and Hammer All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
New York City You are now rocking, with 50 Cent You gotta love it I just wanna chill and twist the lah Catch stunts in my 7-45 You drive me
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