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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 –
I'll give you a mouthful
You be a breath of fresh air like incense
And I just want a little bit, word to 50 Cent
But if you're down with all them
flint
Yeah I smoke and stay gone but I know where I been
And 50 cent song got me dodging many men
The d on my hate is David in the lions den
Plus I knew
just keep winnin', by landslides oh and umm
Shady Limited's, in any size yo' denim
To velour, even our clothing line's on fire
As 50 would say "Our
Started out with 50 cent
I'm not like many men
I grab her by the waist
Don't care if she BBL or slimmy thick
That money make my palmies itch
Coupe
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent
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
Money, cash, coins and bills
Now listen closely and
Bring your math skills
You can tell by their size
And by their decoration
Just how much they're
go in!
Long way from Edwards Cleveland daycare center, I attended, as a kid.
In Albany houses, Brooklyn, building Fifty Cent killed in.
Never wasting,
pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin they hate us wit a passion
Mashin, still fresh in three-day old fashion
Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be
winds gave us our speed
Under a warming sun
Heading to the emerald land
A fleet of 50 ships
A army of 2000 man, led by the king
On the horzion dark
God put them in
Father Son Spirit I got plenty friends
This is not fifty cent (No) We got many men
(Yeah) Bring the lions out take them out the den
years away from when they say
The world's expected to end
And I ain't even begin
That's more ironic than a bum asking
For 50 Cent from "Many Men", one
Cardboard merchant on the corner
50 cent slots at 3 a.m.
Plenty going on besides your cell phone
Sugar boys looking for a friend
I'm going downtown
the club, I feel like 50 Cent
Order bottles, order models, then they bring them in
Made her focus on the tip like it's Ritalin
Made her choke, spit it out, I
not the page
Give me it all
I called you up
Three times last night
Running through the streets
Bloody, from a fist fight
Keep you warm
Keep
to hear some grown folks music, I'm not knocking hip-hop, it's cool
It's just that in our case there's a time and place for 50 cent and Ja-Rule
Verse :
get it from mi father
Him get it from him grandpa' di whole family
Hahaha mi affi gi dem a dem a Fifty
Cent laugh di way it bad ha heh heh heh
not the page
Give me it all
I called you up
Three times last night
Running through the streets
Bloody, from a fist fight
Keep you warm
Keep
yeah
Do not be afraid just trust your fire when the fight is nigh
Blinded by all of these brightest lights, whitest lies
You'll never fly higher than
me sleeping for days
Now that's a million dollar fix to a fifty-cent haze
[Chorus: x2]
was in a box by myself
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can hire some help
I done heard about the fifty
Hasn't it ever occured of
Stand on your own two, please
I never heard of
By the window in the bathroom
That one did it got a dress like a brother
Then both
I love life
Paid rent 50 cent and a bottle of bub
It feels right I love life
Jamming with the honeys like I make a lot of money
So nice I love life
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