Lyrics:
know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I know you want this
If you want my future then
You better work it, boy
No, it won't come easy, no
I know you want this
By the time I'm through
the consumer and the goods
And you want it so bad, you'd sell your soul if you could
She want it so bad, she'd sell her soul if she could
And she wants it
If you really want to be my friend
Let me live it up like I used to do
If you really want to understand me
There's some giving up we got to do
cry
I want to die
It's not unusual to go out at anytime
When I see you out and about it's such a crime
If you should ever want to be love by
You knew where my paycheck went
You know I brought it home to baby
And I never spent one red cent
Is that any way for a man to carry on
You think
Get-Get-Get-Get-Get down, Get-Get-Get-Get-Get down
When its on you better, Get Down
I pull out you better, Get Down
[Verse-50 Cent]
You know it takes 7 days and 6
to me
(said I really really like it, yeah)
We can keep on doing things
If you do what you do to me
(I like it babe, I like it baby)
Baby, how do you (oh)
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
shop playing so loud that you are going to hit the top
if 50 cent is the magic stick but than why does he need a candy shop?
than you stop
and shake it
[50 Cent talking]
[Hook]
You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line
You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
You mad at me?
you Make It To See 21
[50 Cent:]
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give
cents on you, since when
Do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny? Shit, if I think a penny's pretty
Just imagine how beautiful a quarter is
coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and I get exhausted
I think what if Marie Baker got that abortion?
I love you ma
Hate it or love it, the underdog's
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
invite me over if you throw another pity party
Lookin' back, it's hard to tell you where I started
I don't know who love me, but I know that it ain't
Yeah, uh huh, yeah i got it, keep going
Here we go, Flex
If dead men can talk, can you sleep?
Yo homie told you who got him
Would you have the heart
(I don't want to see tomorrow,
unless I see it with you.)
Tomorrow, so they say
Will be a lovely day,
A bright new sun will suddenly break
care if you are young or old
Get together and let the good times roll
Don't sit there mumblin', talking trash if you wanna have a ball
You'd better
care if you are young or old
Get together and let the good times roll
Don't sit there mumblin', talking trash if you wanna have a ball
You'd better
want your body to move, tell me, baby
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
such a piece of my mind
When I get around to it
'Cause honey I'm abused
Might as well get juiced
If you really want to melt down your mind
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
If you blink, you might miss it
Population: 803
Five miles long, four miles wide
Feels just right to me
Where a handshake still means something
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