Lyrics:
and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 Cent, yes, many men
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper
roll!
At about 50 cents, it just makes sense, to enjoy with milk in your bowl.
It’s the Ce[Real] Deal [Yeah, the Ce[Real] Deal]!
It has Vitamin B –
50 cent, got a cigarette now
What good is it, if I give it to you
Buy a bag of chips
Smoke them cigarettes
What do I know
Here ya go
Damn, I'm bout to sin again
Feeling like LeBron James
Damn, I'm bout to win again
Feel like 50 cent
Because I'm hated by so Many Men
We used to be cool
and she pretty
Stick got a drum and it hold a 50
I need the blue chesse hunndis 50's
I fuck a bad bitch lick her kitty
Niggas they fake and hate and they
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
-twelve two-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
[Chorus:]
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No cars, no pool, no
my circle
The ones that acting phony
Hard as fuck, put it on cement
Card of luck, peachy be my scent
Pimp on God, call me 50 Cent
Cadillac, tell me how
of paper signed and left with a fifteen cent tip that Marsha had
Gotten out of her mother's small beige pocketbook in the den. "What do you
Think it is?"
could ride quite comfortably. A few airholes,
some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, and it would probably be as good as
going tourist.
By Friday
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
gone make me catch a hat
Fn's n glock's boy it'll get ya zapped
Feelin like 50 cent plenty man want my spot
But I'm movin on my pivot I ain't tryna get
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
She signed it with goodbye
She loves my body and
I love her scent
The day you left
I wonder where you went
You know I'm the man
Like 50 cent
Our love
[Hook]
I been getting pressure straight from México,
I been getting pressure by the heavy loads
You don’t want this pressure, It's a heavy load
Aye, It
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
the homies getting Two Fifty
NSYNC how these white boys move me
Cruise with me
That's my team, they win and lose with me
It's white tees, Nike sweat pants,
money, money baby
I just want them hundreds fifties twenties tens fives And dem sangles (and dem sangles)
Open my pocket hear it jingle ling
Open yo
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
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
young niggas about to spend
They know I throw loco when it's about my Benjamin
Feelin' just like 50 Cent, hated by so many men
Woke up like a bank
down I know you shine
You know when gone do it for nine
Yea
Just touched down in your city
I'm 'bout to get litty
I might spend like fifty
Yea
These
of the dealers
The hoe stealer
The coldest muh fucka in the building
It's a new day, I got new things to pay for
Shoot day, got new J's and Bape for it
Suit day,
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