Lyrics:
the muscle feel
I’m who she wanna cuddle with
I’m working hard so you know them guns I be flaunting them
Tatted like a biker dude
And bearded like a Muslim
(cuz I'm dark nigga)
I'm a bad boy like I'm p diddy
You don't make cents so you ain't 50
I'm down in Houston I'm a lone star but I know my roots I rep
Brother for sale
Only fifty cents
Brother for sale
He's not a big expense
You can hug him
You can bug him
You could buy or rent
Brother for sale,
Only fifty
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
Itchy, please get with me
Got niggas in Queens you can even ask 50
The credit scammer's the heavy gamblers
And my young niggas walk
Around with heavy
way over here bro
I ain't gotta follow you
Amma father who?
Amma father you
Point taken
Mostly I would get so mistaken as a 25 year old kid
With
produtor
Eu ignoro essa gente como fosse enemies
Rappers que não me entendem
Mas se inspiram emim
I never allowed people who try to compare
Themselves with
publicist got betta connects and I don't 'give a damn'
About the fuckin the spot that you rep and I don't 'give a damn'
If you roll 50 deep for respect and I
Third, you caught me with your date
That was no mistake
Good things come to those who wait
So if you waitin' on them 'Tics, huh
They gon' be late
In your
hard 'cause you rep the same name
But all them same names will leave you in a damn flame
But when I got you by my side
I feel like everything's alright
I
it
Then I got right to it and got this bitch shaking
Bitch in my bed and I got this bih shaking
Who are we kidding you niggas is playing
Won’t even
cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
'Cause we need a little
about who's a bigger star, Joe, Jada or Ja?
So close but so far
So many with no start
I can't believe 50 Cent and NY fell off
Then LA came back, then
it drop
I need the whole 30. Fuck it 32. Just grab the 50 ima bust it too
Pull up to yo hood, and buss at you. Talkn crazy, u gon buss at who?
30
whammies
Still thugged out with the white tees fuck-a-nigga who don't like me
I got nine biscuits for the dog that try to bite me
I'm still rowdy
Nigga
whammies
Still thugged out with the white tees fuck-a-nigga who don't like me
I got nine biscuits for the dog that try to bite me
I'm still rowdy
Nigga
What im gone do
Step
Wherever i choose
That's word to my jewels
All of my goons rep
She sending nudes
While you in her views
She by pool wet
Fuck up
cannot get a cent from me
You ain't put in on this road to riches no you trippin' now who got you gassed money
Pedal to medal 'cause I cannot settle for
that’ll lift you off the pavement
Always on that dank shit. If you speak my language
Spark up conversation. Verbal with the herbals
Breaking down a eighth
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka,
[Originally by 50 Cent]
No shorty, it's Beyonce,
We gonna' party like, it's ya birthday,
We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday
So put ya drink
Playing for a thousand
Call that 50 cent
Die or get rich
I'm not trying
I am doing
Call me Yoda
Sensei Buddha
That's affluent
Maybe wealthy
You all know my
is bent
Count up every cent
You want money
It get honey
Don't get bitchy
That's suspicious
I wanna do what I wanna do
But ma's rent don't get paid by
shipe, go by the rule, shipe
Drop everything where you stand nigga,
Give it all up, like a man nigga
You workin with somethin, nigga bring me
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