Lyrics:
I'm going home
And when I wanna go home, I'm going mobile
Well, I'm gonna find a home
And we'll see how it feels
Goin' mobile
Keep me moving
thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home
Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya bones (yea)
(Chorus- Banks)
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
Call the K-9 unit
You can't stop me no
Call the K-9 unit
You can't stop me whoa
Call the K-9 unit
I'm about to blow
And ima steal the whole show
Call
ride out
Home of the new right here g Unit soliders
Ride out g Unit soliders
Ride out
Nigganigga niggas know I'm hot
But my ice cold enough to freeze
(I've got a mobile phone)
I've got a mobile phone
I've got a mobile phone
Wherever I lay my phone that's my home
I've got a mobile phone
10-4 over and out
The way we talk sometimes you'd think
Our love is filled with doubt
But when we're all alone by
The fireside of our home
The angry
I'm the one that was counted out but now were mobile home rich
yea mobile home rich a way of life yea
Look who blew up out mobile home trap (Trap)
Mobile home... My mobile home.
My mobile home.
I take easy, small, and slow.
I hang around till its time to blow.
I take easy, small, and slow.
Hit me on my mobile phone
Want to know what i'm doing if i'm home
Keep her on a need to know oh oh
Don't need to be all in my business yo oh oh
Im
Fake wood paneling and lots of flowers
Withstands snow hail and windy showers
Wall-to-wall carpets and a built-in oven
Every home is a mobile home
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
Music is my Mobile Phone
Music is my Mobile Phone
Music is my Mobile Phone
See the frequency that's reaching me and teaching me the tone
I get it I
Home of the new right here
(50 Cent)
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out
Nigga
Nigga
Niggas know
rêve brûlant
Était notre carburant
Un écosystème
Pour musiciens bohèmes
Un incroyable tandem
Qui unit et vous promène
La Bong Mobile
C’était la vie
when I come home about sun up this mornin'
Well, I detected somethin' mighty strange
Her and the car and the mobile home are gone boys
I was takin' off
when I come home about sun up this mornin'
Well, I detected somethin' mighty strange
Her and the car and the mobile home are gone boys
I was takin' off
into the underground by government forces
However a small resistance is forming
Both Terminator X and Chuck D have resurfaced
Leading a small mobile
fresh
Bad to the bone
If you ain't got a haircut
Draw for your afro comb
Got you car keys and your mobile phone
That's how you get girls to take you home
Went back home again
This sucks gotta pack up and leave again
Say goodbye to all my friends
Can't say when I'll be there again
It's time now
Went back home again
This sucks gotta pack up and leave again
Say goodbye to all my friends
Can't say when I'll be there again
It's time now
Yo Martin P Babylon is just a song
Dont follow me
hey yo
I'm in my stoner mobile I'm in my stonner mobile
Batman and Robin ain't got shit on me Hey
leave you thorny crowned
Crucify, getting shitted by your own
The universe, everywhere I roam is my home
To some, I suppose, uranium explode
Leaving kids
Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
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