Lyrics:
some motherfucking help
Big bro said he can do it by his self, he don't need help
Pull up on your shorty, WWE I got the belt
24/7 inhale lettuce, it's
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
"he cheated on her" just wasn't fucking true
Anyway, after that a few weeks went by before she let me see you
And she said it was because I still
Its the way i live my life
Always give 100 take back 50
Give one 100 and i take back 50
Dont have anytime to be so thrifty
Dont need a shrine just
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
and real phony
Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got
You lot, what?
Don't
and real phony
Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got
You lot, what?
Don't
Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like your style
[50 Cent]
It's something about your style, it's something about your smile
It's something about you
Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Po'
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
I remember drinking 50 cent nutties
Sittin' on the stoop
Listenin' to 'Gimme The Loot'
The truths were hard and the
Lies were in abundance
Back when
it out the city
My dad told me if this what you wanna do then you gotta leave the city you can't grow without no room
I don't think there was a moment
anything deeper than you.
Thirty feet.
Forty feet.
Fifty feet.
I can drink my liquor faster than a flicker.
I can do it quicker and get even
anything deeper than you.
Thirty feet.
Forty feet.
Fifty feet.
I can drink my liquor faster than a flicker.
I can do it quicker and get even
Look, mama, I made it (grrt)
Look, I remember the days
Same fit for a week straight
I used to eat fifty-cent cake
Now, it's Philippe's
It's
Do it what you doin' when you do it to me
Do it what you doin' when you do it to me
Do it what you doin' when you do it to me
Look, I was dealing
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
Watching your booty hit the ground cuz I can do that
And we can go back to where I live and keep it pumping
No dejemos que se apague, no
No dejemos
No
Fifty-eight jacks stacked double like a totem pole
Fifty-nine, if he a Jack Ham, them Steelers on his dome (look him up)
It's sixty seconds in a minute, do
ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his
vocation
Motivations been lackin' dangerous, I'm not okay with it
Got a place in it, gotta stay spittin', but I'm way different
When I'm graced by the fame
nothing legal here
If we're getting clocked by amprs then we are leaving there
All my dons are hustlers and they aco ain't no feeble here
I've not seen 50
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
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