Lyrics:
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
I’ve been sippin
On some Bombay
Cuz life gives me lemons
Pink lemonade
And the pink's for the women
That be thinking that I’m 50 cent
Cuz we be Effen
Ooh
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
raps
50 Cent raps I'd rather let
Eminem call me 50 niggas
Than break bread wit a
Rich nigga readin scripture
By the way, if you're Aryan
Nation - FUCK
[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
body's stiff
By the same niggas you used to party with
Hands up shorty when you party with me, we goin' way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
'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?)
one's the dime
But it's not worth the least
No, that would be the nickel
Yeah the five cent piece
So the dime is worth ten
The nickel is five
Next up is
around
I sing, trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
I am a, two hours of pushin' broom buys
Trailer for sale or rent rooms to left fifty cents
No phone no pool no pets I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushing broom buys
like fifty cent
I'm on Mob time
That's grind time, you gone pay the rent
Yea
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I should not fear no
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 holy water and take lighting showers
Use Posiedons wife blouses as a towel and by now ya
Wondering just how the fuck I do just what I do...
50
bullshit you was serving it was all purpose
We all chipped in nigga and we all hurting
I gots to grind just like in eighty-nine
When a niggas 25 cent pieces
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
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 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
to dress , couldn’t sag my regular pants
And gotta kiss they ass if you tryna get a 50 cent advance
And unlike 50 cent, I’m not of many men
Sell shares
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
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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