Lyrics:
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
I CAN!
Anything you can buy, I can buy cheaper.
I can buy anything cheaper than you.
Fifty cents?
Forty cents!
Thirty cents?
Twenty cents
Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat
Piss and moan, but I'm not gonna fall, bitch! (Yeah)
It's too loud
Can't hear it coming down the hallway
a nigga blowed
Had to walk around like I'm 50 Cent
20 chains on me, 50 thousand cash all on me
Momma said I'm a walkin' lick
But I don't give a shit they
of followers the same
Fifthteen cent
Thinking colossal shit negative
Fifthteen cent
But get rich or die trying
Thats word to fifty cent
See my girl said it's
California where us youngstas slang that cocaine
and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up
to tens twenties fifties and hundreds
Couple more album before I retire
Most of these rappers ain't nuttin? but liars
Hollered by the killers when they sang in the choir
Straight from
I CAN!
Anything you can buy, I can buy cheaper.
I can buy anything cheaper than you.
Fifty cents?
Forty cents!
Thirty cents?
Twenty cents
or Lacey
It's 50 Cent and Shady, the worst, baby
You put your hands on my peoples I'll react crazy
Put a hole through your front and your back, maybe
But
Trailers for sale or rent,
Rooms to let, 50 cents,
No phone, no pool, no pets,
Ain't got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom
Buys
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of push broom
Buys a eight by 12 four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent
Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent
Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes
I'm
50 Cent I'm makin hits now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard I'm the shit now
Some bitches changed, cause they know I'm fittin to blow
You should
laughing, my plaques' from album sales
Y'all is ringtone platinum, but ninety-nine cents adds up
I don't hate 'em, I congratulate 'em
The new young Prince
Yeah Jay-z I'm callin you out, you suck, you hang out wit 50 cent 'cause you're not worth a dollar buck. And for chammillionaire you horrible and even
boy in his stripped-down Model A
He says, "Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check, my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my tires, won't you
Yeah I just need like 50 plans
Spent my last like 50 cents
I window shopped like 50 cent
That bitch she right
Ray Bandz on my face I got
rent
Me not come beg you fifty cent
That's nobody's business but my own
And if he says that I'm to move
That won't stop me from improve
That's nobody's
Hit the amoco for a 50 cent swisher
Nine fifty left I hit my Patna 4 a blizzal
Uncle 2 cuppin but he drinking liquor
Hit the 4 door creepin listening
Feel it in the soul
Dime bitch
Up and down the pole
Cold antarctic froze
Fine bitch
Dime bitch
Bustin' bands
Watch the stacks unfold
She a 50 cent
Standing on the steep cliffs
Pondering with time
Late night thinking with a phone by my side
My mind, like a waterfall pouring with thoughts
I'm
Back in the mix again just for the hell of it
Stop hittin' my line always trying to be relevant
Not fifty cent, but I've been tried by many men
Yeah,
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