Lyrics:
Fifty cents.
Forty cents.
Thirty cents.
Twenty cents.
No you can't.
Yes I can, yes I can.
Anything you can dig, I can dig deeper.
I can dig
or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushing broom
Buys an eight by twelve
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thing when you party with me
It's what we into, it's
I CAN!
Anything you can buy, I can buy cheaper.
I can buy anything cheaper than you.
Fifty cents?
Forty cents!
Thirty cents?
Twenty cents
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
all on me
Fifty foot Queenie
Fifty and rising
You can bend over
Cassanova
No sweat I'm clean
Nothing can stop me
Hey I'm the king of the world
I keep you fresher than the next chick
No need for you to ever sweat the next chick
With speed
I make the best chick see the exit indeed
You gotta
in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me
See the man
name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent
You know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue
I hear your music all the time"
And I'm like yeah, this bitch
too
Must get up an' learn those rules
Weather man and the crazy chief
One says sun and one says sleet
A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
Churning out that
struck for sixty cents a ton
The operators laughed at us and
Said we'd never come
All out in one body and a man
That's sixty cents a ton
Come out ya scabs
things are I guess they never will,
They've got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil,
No tea or tomato juice,
You'll see no potato juice,
"Cause
rent
Me not come beg you fifty cent
That's nobody's business but my own
And if he says that I'm to move
That won't stop me from improve
That's nobody's
making up my own bed this week one dollar
For going to the store fifty cents
And playing with little brother while you went shopping twenty five cents
goin' no where (Heyyy, hey)
But you already know me
50 Cent:
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top (Hate it or love it y'all)
And I'm gon' shine homie
bankers, too
Must get up an' learn those rules
Weather man and the crazy chief
One says sun and one says sleet
A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
Churning out
too
Must get up an' learn those rules
Weather man and the crazy chief
One says sun and one says sleet
A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
Churning out that
open-air, Tokyo to Delaware
Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked
You know I want way more than I already got
Give me a song with Eminem and 50
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled
waiting to blow
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Cent Show" (woo)
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep,
Same old shit, gibberish
Why the fuck you wanna choke me?
I don't give no kisses, I have no wife
Buncha toddlers wanna sleep in my crib
Well, niggas,
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
Step right up, hurry hurry, before the show begins, my friend.
Stand in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend.
It'll only cost you fifty
the time I've got some ten-cent cigars
And I smoke 'em one by one
Yeah, I smoke 'em one by one
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