Lyrics:
the house they're like, "Oh no"
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin
You could find me in the background burnin'
the house they're like, "Oh no"
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin
You could find me in the background burnin'
Here comes that guy in his stripped down Model A
And he says, ?Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my
Then you grab shorty by the head (what?)
Make her go down on the dick
Okay get sturdy (yeah) get sturdy (yeah) get sturdy on them make 'em sick
I know
high, hands up high
[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma
jajaja
T-pain
Victor "el nasi", "nesty"
W yandel
En conexión con 50 cent
Y todavía se atreven decir que son los numero uno jajaja
Seguimos
…time to play around, what is this? (humming
Singing) 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
Gather all my thoughts
All the bullshit I experienced is
Coming out right now
like life aint worth two cents
We miss a check and ball like theirs no difference
We getting louie and J's gucci and RAys (ball)
We spending 50
to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes
I was digging in them couches trynna scrape up 50 cents
Had good intents
You see houses, I see licks
All I was some chips
Just me and my woes
I don't
a man by the name of Gray
Flour was fifty cents for a twenty four pound bag
Now it's a dollar and a half beside
Just like a skinnin' off a flea for
ya coats
Bentley Farnsworth, I'll check him proudly
We got D-Block, Wu-Tang, Jay-Z and Nas
Also performing 50 Cent, Terror Squad
From the top, we have
the way I spit that?
That got these high-class hoes wanna come and chit-chat
Split the paper 50/50? Yeah I'm with that
But when I rob yo' ass you can't
me hounding me trying to be my only
I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie.
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
(Yeah) What would fuck me up more
Watching her
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka,
(Woo) , came up off them Snack Packs
50-cent for Shastas
Itchy blop' up in the backpack
Little Caesar Hot-N-Ready box
We had to have that
Made us heavy
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
in Australia on tour with Janet Jackson
Courtesy of 50 Cent, my nigga made that happen
Felt like Michael Jackson was about to walk in the room
Rest
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
like "When'd I slide ?"
The only tricks I like are Jedi mind
I have confetti flyin
I came to get me mine
I'll say it fifty times
I'm on my Fifty grind
peaceful
This is just part one, wait 'til the sequel (let's go) lil' bitch
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my
Still bet my twenties into fifties, and wrap the fifties in 100 stacks
No, I'm not a dummy, never took no bitch where my money at
Pimp if it come
I smoke the shit
50 Cent, look what you damn did
Took a ’94 nigga from the hood, made him be
Now every ho want a kid from the Kidd Kidd
They tripped,
bitch
Blossom with the buttercup and I ain't talkin flowers
You can keep that Remy I just like the money showers
These n*ggas worth 50 cent claiming they
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