Lyrics:
[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb up on it,
Smile (Ha, ha)â?¦Lloyd
and get your head cracked for that
You gettin' money nigga (yeah), you dimed out (yeah)
Well 50 Cent is the hottest shit out this (yeah)
You bust your
damn frosty
The people like, "Damn, that's a cold-ass honkey"
Rollin' in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator
That's if you like a man, he kinda tight though
I don't give a damn, I'm tryin' to get you right though
Got vibes retired like David Rob
Heartthrob
motherfuckers that killed Biggie
Notoriouses, bring that Benz in
I'm about a dollar, nigga fuck 50 Cent
I heard Tony Yayo can't pay the rent
I heard Lloyd
You could never know what it's like
Your blood, like winter, freezes just like ice
And there's a cold, lonely light that shines from you
You'll
that dick game that
Put bitches in pyscho ward
She said she need me like she need air
And it hurts because I’m acting
Like I don’t care
I was stuck so we
it gotta be like this, that's just how I see it
Came up real treacherous, heart on freeze
Run off with my liberty, rollin' with my demons
Seen a lot
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'
on the corner, gonna see to that
Some like to smoke and some like to blow
Some are even strung out on a fifty dollar Jones
Some are trying to ditch reality by
don't know what they facing
Nigga you play around, I lay you down, that's how it's going down
I be in court throwing signs like I'm a mason
Nigga
in the cup
Booty shakin' like hell, yeah
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club
24s like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen 50
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
blows wild again
For a little child can never kill this clean
This way
And it feels like me today
Tell me
Do you feel the same?
Isabelle?
Or do you
Unlike most of the songs nowadays that have been written up in Tin Pan Alley
That's where most of the folk songs come from nowadays
This, this is
Ignitin'[g strife] like every form of light,
Then moved by bold design,
Slid in that thing and it grew wings,
In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine.
It was blood,
Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel
independent
Question, how'd you like this knowledge that I brought?
Bragging on that cash that he gave you is the front
If you're gonna brag, make sure it's
straight from the tap, lick the kitty, kitty
Can he catch it if I throw it back? That's a fifty, fifty
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
roll two deep three freaks four amps in the back
I kicked that crack game rap game now I let my axe bang
Livin' in sin and it's a beautiful thing
I want
without a dollar is like
A scholar with no smarts (whats that?)
That don't make sense don't it? (mm mmh)
I'm in a Lamborghini with a Brazilian woman
(oh
critical thoughts, criminal minded
Blinded by illusion, findin it confusin
Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes
Duel of the iron
Clip long like a ruler (straight up!)
I just say it 2 times with this money, money
And it's on me, on me
Why you tweakin'? Ain't my homie, homie
this bitch
Got them drum luggers with them hollow tips
Hottest hit of the year yeah this is it
50 Cent back on that gangsta shit
On my way out
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