Lyrics:
fifty cents you c'n see a dandy show.
Man 1:
Gals?
Will:
One of the gals was fat and pink and pretty,
As round above as she was round below.
I could
They've gone about as fur as they can go
They've got a big theyater they call a burleeque
For fifty cents you can see a dandy show
Gals?
One of the gals
just got to roll with
I got power like I'm 50 Cent yeah bitch I own it
Tell them get in line for this position if they want it
Position now if they want
getting bitches and they come in by the two
Only nigga in here asking questions, see only real question, nigga who is you
I ain't worried 'bout it, now
Need a bad bitch like Regina
Fine as hell have you seen her
Far above the average you can tell by her demeanor, aye
Cruising in a 2 seater
Logo says
girl, come here, tell 'em sit
We run wit' bumbaclot's for real, I'm gon' make 'em bleed
I got by "Ten", I be takin' the hits
Bro out of town, still
it work
Even if one side is putting in more
It ain’t always 50/50, but I know what this worth
Left you with questions for sure
That’s a conversation
[Lil Wayne])
I don't think you realize what's happenin', dog
That lil' boy's 'bout to come 'round here blastin' at y'all
If you don't get the hell when
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
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
rolling for that terp smoke
Yeah, I keep the purp bro
Pass it round the circle
Got 50 other strains
Tucked away like some merlote
Terp sauce by the jar
In
dope
Fridge full of diamonds,
Torch rollin for Terp smoke
I keep the purp bro-
Pass it round the circle
Got 50 other strains in
Tucked away like some
And hundreds and fifties and fifties
Look like a boss
How I move through the city
Ain't dropped in 6 months
But they still ain't here wit me
Can't even leave
Pari
That's my dream, but it's one I'll never have
100 bands in my hands, killa cam, only fans
Like I'm 50, spelling out broke with cents
When I'm 50
her 2 cents
See I'm just cruising
I'm Dodging old my h***
I keep giving y'all my old flows
But this shit here is newer than an infant
They like it's
Jump out boys I’m fleeing that,
Know I got that pressure so I’m trying to make 300 back,
I just bought a glizzy stuffed a 50 round in it,
Really can’t
down
(Hit 'em up) peace up, (hit 'em up) A-Town down
If you ain't from round here, dog, don't even come around (ayy, ayy)
(Hit 'em up) twist your
Went to the rib shack, ordered chicken and the collard
greens but there's no money left in my wallet
But I kept fifty cents for my juice (word?)
Now we
I remember running round the city by myself
I remember running round town by myself
Ion really need no drama ion really need no help (Help help help)
round and watch her throw it back
Watch her twerk and watch her make it clap
Presidential grab her by the snatch
Bitch I'm putting Maryland on the map
Why
150 round magazine and a dot
FMJ's by the box, nigga
Got the same setup as the SWATs, nigga
Shouldn't find that surprising
Cause I bought the muthafucka
Nigga, dollar fifty rocks, nigga
On the real, I had eighty cent rocks
please
He think just cause he got bands that he won me? please
I get money, I get money more than 50 cents
Money bulging way more than yo dick do tents
The spike went through the cross-tie and split it half in two
Thirty-five cents a day for drivin' steel
"Sweat! Sweat, boy! Sweat! Only two more swings!"
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