Lyrics:
pie
Love the way you make me feel
Number two, super size
Love the way you make me feel
MIK, 50 Cent, Murda Inc Killa
I heard about your show too
can hear me eat them up, just ask for Todd
Uh, and I'm the funkadelic relic
Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in,
nigga on his way home, he just beat a body (beat a body)
Every time I leave the house, I got the steamer by me (I got it on me, uh, uh, uh)
My jacket
(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,
(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,
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
stars made by cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby, do you love
Him, or me (or me)
Not one
Let me be the one, let me be the one (baby, let me, oh)
Baby if ever you need someone who knows you
Someone to go to, someone to be by your side
[Hook]
I am 100, I double 50 cent
If you wanna talk ish ya derrier gets kicked
Show you who's boss like Feds did Micheal Vick
And show ya how
off the stoop with
Know I kick in my two cents, it's duffles and toothpicks
To give you 16 feel like if a pound flew in
Competition Nutso, let's GPS
You gon see this clip
9 Shots rip
Make him flip
Now he 50 cent
Change ain't doing shit
Need some chips
Like its poker bitch
Trapping till I'm po
Fuck
pussy, I got her out my mix
Ha, she what me to buy that BBL, pfft, it's a trick
We done put this shit on many men, ha, 50 Cent
You a ho, but you
me top[01:47.30](Aaaaaah)[01:48.90]Two-door coupe we sliding in[01:50.81](Grrreeh)[01:51.49]Bad Lil, broad, she gone break the roof all in,
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been getting to the bag I won't stop now
Just like Kyle Lowry you
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
a car door?
Why I can't settle for one instead of all four?
Mu mind is clouded, this shit complex here
Jason tell me I'ma have a baby by next year
Psychic
on
You say
Nobody in this world could love me like you
Baby i say
You're talkin' kinda good but I
Think you better show me then you do
Something just
don't want anything to stop no shawty you just too hot
For me me me baby by by by ooh
Girl your not the same, your in love with t-pain
And I cant play
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
your necklace
I'm wreckless, I spray the semi, drunk off Henny
Wipe your blood off the shines, run and sell 'em to Benny
Fuck with me, y'all niggaz know
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
the shines run and sell em to Benny
Fuck with me, ya niggas know Boo Boo get bizzy
They say I'm grimey, I'm greasy
I make a 187 look easy
Fuck that, I
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