Lyrics:
pimp like I'm fifty cent
They don't want to see me win they want me dead many men
Bro pulled up on me in the big whip spinning rims
I'm only nineteen but
Applying some pressure I'm sending a blitz
Me and my dogs we moving like pits
These diamonds on me are as cold as it gets
She a lil freak she love
it like a card deck
So I had to deal with it cuz I want to give her hard dick
And bubblegum that's 25 cent or thirty
Maybe I'm rushing things a little
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
quick
Hit a sweet lick
Not sick Got rich
I didn’t have to try like fifty cent cuz
It’s the PROPHET
If you think you it
Imma put you under
You a fronta’
and she fuck for a bucket of cheese
Fuck do you mean? You just be sippin' for a hoe that's for the street
And she took the dick from many men for 50 cent
a minor setback
Hundred hundred with my dogs
Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ayy
I met the paper, I met that
Neck and my wrist is on wet wet
(How?)
I can get you knocked down by
A nigga want a nickel (uh)
Hail Mary (woo)
Make it look like Halloween up in February
(woah)
Birds in the trap singin'
on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip
ain't like it
Handle my dough, I ain't like it
Diamonds on me like typhoon
Shoot by myself, I ain't got goons
Smoke big gas smell like perfume
I got a ho
fever that makes me so meaner
No offense to a female dog
But you talk out your ass
When you bring up the past
No love lost
And no love spent
So we're not
a mansion in da Hamptons by P Diddy 500,000,000 copies
Laughin' at dat nigga fifty I'll be
So rich all my cars will be new ones
And if I feel like it I
Food loud
And it blaze pon di the rooftop
Answer mi phone like uptop
Alla my dogs dem head mad
Weh yuh expect from a Yard-man
Risk taker family fulla
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
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
Hating but still trying to be like us
Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head to the block, to pull up five in the mona
Shit, I
nobody else
Watch me lead by example no help
But I’m fighting this battle with myself
Like I’m flipping through channels in hell
But im singing my songs oh
it
They know I'm lit in my city
They know I always come with it
20's 100's 50's I had to go out and get it
I Had to go out and get it
I Had to go out
Smoke the backwood like a cigarette
You pussy niggas never been a threat
Like cancer nigga I'm in ya neck
Ya bitch is a dog yeah she been a pet
I
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
too
I still pray every young
Nigga feel that coupe
Cause young niggas feel like me
I feel like you fifty shades of grey
Want to do me like Freddie
I
The Simpsons
I know that this shit Coming quicker
Never bend, never fold, always Stand Ten toes BigShot
Im none like a Gymnast
Big Dog, Big Boss, El Jefe
This
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