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I said drinks on me, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bottles up in this club
We got that 50 cent on, in the club
We lovin', got a girl, oh she fine

wish death on me, I feel like "50 Cent"
She a gold digger, that pussy a metal detector
Yeah, the shit I got on cost about, fifty yen
That's the thousand,

to dress , couldn’t sag my regular pants 
And gotta kiss they ass if you tryna get a 50 cent advance 
And unlike 50 cent, I’m not of many men 
Sell shares

Q's
I need a letterman
'Cause all I do is ball
Like I'm sponsored by Lavar's brand
Big dog status
Baby do the shit for me
Do it so good
Like you tryna

Diseases

Smut Peddlers

Porn Again [Bonus Tracks]

2001

on hip-hop, can't get a fix
'til Mighty Mi deals me a dope remix
Now I'll supply prescriptions
Come to the motherfuckin spot, if you havin wack visions
Writers

of followers the same 
Fifthteen cent
Thinking colossal shit negative 
Fifthteen cent
But get rich or die trying 
Thats word to fifty cent
See my girl said it's

the visitors
BabyTron, my name ringin' bells like a solicitor
Sittin' back, I don't play games like the commissioner (at all)
Me and Stan in our bag, salt

dance, by the moonlight
Can't you see, you're my delight (hah, Jungs, ich will ja nicht angeben, aber)

Damn, mein Baby ist hübsch
Wir sind im Club und

it's sue season
Can't even go to the clubs an' show my people love
'Coz soon as shit pop off an' niggas knuckle love
Niggas accusin' me of fuckin' 'em up

life is so real, they dog me in and bring me home nine-trey
Took the city on my own crime raid (N.Y.C.)
Invadin' clubs, with brazy bloods (tell 'em)

50-something
But he acts 20-something reminds me
Of an old Mafia guy
Then there's Coach! The guy that
Likes guys you know
It had to be one of those but
He can

the fuck", I just lost 60 racks, and made it back, nigga
RTB, I'm a real trench baby
Ion care if it's 50 cent, man you gotta pay me
All she doin' is laying

Walk this bitch down nigga
Walk'em
This pretty pussy like me cause she say I got that dog in me
Goin' be fuckin' all night baby I got that drug in me

proud of me
Want my guys to get loud with me
Couldn't picture how it'd be
Life Of The Party, 50 Cent, I'm in the club
The lengest tings show me love
These

rolling for that terp smoke
Yeah, I keep the purp bro
Pass it round the circle
Got 50 other strains
Tucked away like some merlote
Terp sauce by the jar
In

a trainee
Ballin' daily with my green lady
She asked what have I done for her lately?
I'ma dog like Scrappy, my girl tried to slap me
Caught her by the hand

She wanna freak freak
While I roll good weed
Baby, I'm hot give you a nose bleed
You, not gang so don't approach me
I may up it here You a white

He got a gene

I got a gene
Just how to talk
God, my absolute do
We send me

I'm in the car by 5D
We all listen to 50 Cent
Why
Because the whole crew

When she needs to pay the rent

Gave her my two cents, 
Then hit the Meat head
Ran out double dogs 
And copped a zip of cheetah piss

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by yourself
Where i can't hear you
And no idea of how it sounds with 2
Baby open up your door 
Let me play with you 
Tickle on your strings
And romance

lil' chrome stuck bitch
Who made that car? I never
Seen that on the streets
We were in the Vibe magazine
Baby got thirty-two gold teeth

Me and my dogs

Big Broski, calming us down, he gave em like a fifty, in cents 

They ain't getting any bands, cause we driving in Benz, fuck them mofuckas' it don't

started in the basement ended right by the chimney
Fuck shawty like a dog then treat her like a frisbee
I keep a pistol tuck heard these niggas coming

cousin ran a fifty yard play 'fore
I seen one hundred (Flip)
How you and your baby mama
Say y'all need my number? (How the fuck?)
You in my DM tryna rap,