Lyrics:
Whip it up
Whip it up
Whip it up
Nasty!
Cook it up
Cook it up
Cook it up
Classy!
I just do too much
I'm just getting rich
50 in the trunk
50
Aye
Aye
Bow bow
What it do Nate
You ready? (Yeah)
Alright hold up hold up hold up think we got one there
(Aye) Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We
boy in his stripped-down Model A
He says, "Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check, my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my tires, won't you
Yeah I just need like 50 plans
Spent my last like 50 cents
I window shopped like 50 cent
That bitch she right
Ray Bandz on my face I got
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
the lot, I be leaning that Ciroc
Hundred large bring a mop
Cars tinted like Barack
Got a Brinks truck in my pocket
Thirty chains on my collar
Two drops,
blood to mop the floor
But I'mma hold the water like it was holy water
Informants told informants how we had it and they swarmed us, they caught us
I
with mops
We tryna sweep something
If it's on the floor, pull up with blowers
Tryna leave something
(If it's on the floor, pull up with shh)
He wanted
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
Money, cash, coins and bills
Now listen closely and
Bring your math skills
You can tell by their size
And by their decoration
Just how much they're
Aye bitch we litty again pop out to the club wit a 50 again
And this Bitch is so pretty got me stuffin singles all up in her titties again
We come
Choppa hold a fifty clip
Fifty clips filled with them hollow tips
That's the type of shit that I'm on, uhuh
She like that so there's a waterpark in
teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces
Don't worry about
forget the greese, i need a mop.
we need a mop. we need a shift. forget asking, at least
and grab a bucket, soak up drop by drop spilled by police
Drip.
wanna get hit with?
This 45 or this 40? Nigga
This 30 or this 50?
This FN, this semi or this K?
Nigga, you and your friend need to go play
Bitch
Ya
-twelve two-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
[Chorus:]
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No cars, no pool, no
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom
Buys
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
nigga a lick[02:50.61]Yeah, he having pressure by the bitch
todavía son erráticos
Wisin y yandel!
The warriors jajaja
T-pain
Victor "el nasi", "nesty"
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