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jump' in den Mini (oh-oh-oh)
Jump' in den Mini (oh-oh-oh)
Fünfzig Packs, habe Candy-Shop wie 50 Cent
Aber diese ist nicht billig (oh-oh-oh)
Bonbons

not going fifty-fifty
This kid is finna prove that he's gifted
The bad times will come
Keep the spirits uplifted

If I'm gone for a day
Mowe a lawn, I'm

be found if I pray for a minute
Why'd you stick around through the games and the gimmicks
I'm hopin' that I crash, doin' fifty over limits
Gave me

like 50 Cent when drop many Men
Living everyday and I'm shooting for The stars Backwood filled with MAC 1 I'm on mars
Everybody turnt they back on me

(50 Cent)
Might just fuck the nigga bitch
I ain't got shit to do (yeah, I can)
Gotta put my shit on DND soon
As I hit the booth (Hit the booth)
Why you

Yeah,
Somolu 2 Baguettes
It's K by the Way listen

They should never put K on a fucking cypher
Spill poison on the beat, he a wording viper
These

moving backward, only moving forward
Looking for my love well I say you getting warmer
Do that lil' dance, my baby a performer
Need 50 cent, will you be my

a millionaire
Then move from millions I'll be a billionaire
Everything is possible I believe in impossible
Would you tell 50 cent is coming from the street
Would

together we made it
我背着一
书包现金去买车
I cop a car with cash full of my backpack
后
视镜的自己像是
50 Cent
一
样的笑着
I am smiling like 50 Cent in the mirror
给我支笔我甚至都不需要纸
就能

Dann mit der Pumpgun
(Dann mit der Pumpgun, dann mit der Pumpgun
Dann mit der)

13,50 für ein Kilo Hasch
Nougg3apreis, asahbi, ich liebe meine

twerking to earn her coin
Throwing hunnids n fifties I manifest
Money get blown and the shorties get flown
Out in Tulum sacrificing my ego
Making the most

Get in your place
You're rook in the war zone
Same old shit, man
They kicking they all clones
Fuck a few poison darts
Give them the harpoon, yeah
So you

Sun italy’s full of hoes from my
Personal point of view
Sfera and Rondo did well
Bit all the masses that went Gabagool
I gotta take it next level
Poison

Poison Ivy
Back to the basics of wearing
Asics and K Swiss
I really feel like Buzz and Woody to these Sids
I need to tell these kids I'm not to play with

me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride and if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm

Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it) Coppin' it, washin' it
'Bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins

best friend
She bad but I can tell her agenda right from her scent
Watching as the clock go by
Wanna link up with my niggas Ima get real high
But I ain't

will make your head hurt if it's one that's hollow
Well-read like novels written by K'wan Foye
Haters wanna hit but their making the wrong ploy
I be

denken, sie sind fifty Cent
MCs in Germany blasen in Michigan
Lass die Straße brenn', das ist FFM
Mainhattan, Messer in dein Arsch
Los, wehr' dich mit

they don't make no more)
I get you clipped in the name of war (let's go)
I get you hit by somebody that you was with on the day before
Yeah, I ain't

take my stand
You pull me close and whisper
Sharply in my hair
Your words are warm but your breath is cold
And there's a poison in your stare

Cause you

A never-ending rickety staircase
And then help you pull out every splinter one by one
When you finally reach the bottom
But whatever you've done, I'm sure it's

but I can't forget
When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent
Names on the list
But I ain’t owe you shit
Never did favors
It leads

a pole, that’s embarrassing you’re like 50 years old.  Country music I didn’t forget about you the whole genre is plagued by a lack of I.Q. You got your