Lyrics:
bitch
Blossom with the buttercup and I ain't talkin flowers
You can keep that Remy I just like the money showers
These n*ggas worth 50 cent claiming they
right
Brain dead you need cents like 50
Cause won't you to love me like Bobby and Whitney
No
'Cause even if I leave alone, I'm good
And even
to make a dollar
Can't fear no man
Ima don dada
Won't trust no chic
Can't get this dic
Get hooked like dope
This magic stic
But I'm worth more than 50
FFTTT YEA BEEH
YEA
AYE chasing after bread
After bread nigga
Chasing after bread
Don't neva chase a bitch
Think I'm 50 cent bitch i'm hated on by
I got dat sack on me walked in dis bitch wit some racks on me bought a new drac cause da mac lonely im tryna hit from da back only hope she aint
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
22nd and Love Grove
As a kid that used to be my home
I used to stay up in the liquor store
Top ramen honey buns 50cent sodas
And all i ever wanted
50 Cent, Ludacris, Public Enemy, ScHoolboy Q
I was rapping with artists I'd never heard of before
Who ripped the mic in ways I'd never seen in person
Ya hate me cause I I'm nice up on the mic
I'm twice the size of rice
My flow keepin em' right
Brain dead you need cents like 50
Cause you won't truly
a bump and slide inside
Bet they thought by now I'd be turned around
Assume position and made them proud
Focus on the accolades
stopped talking bout
Knowing my off days are 808s
And old Drum breaks from all them old days
When Fifty Cent was poppin and Eminem was a show king
Consumed by what i became
take it
Uh, uh
Man, who let these niggas in
Time to beat them up, Mortal Kombat
Finish them, call me 50 Cent, yea im hated by many men
JiggySquad
(woo!)
This life turned out nothing like
I had planned (why not?)
By now I should've had some land
Some money in my hand, 'round about fifty grand
But
Pin a nigga Kurt angle, sextape got 3 angles
Yo bitch chubby wit some cankles, is that why her head by her ankles
Posted up on the block, now
Aye yo Wade
You did dat
Filled up the tank we need extra mileage
To get where we're headed we'll need a pilot
Put on my cons my Chuck Taylor's
Pair
Yeah on behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by the following content
you just make them stare like
(Oh my God, woh)
Walk by glossy lips be shining
Gold teeth smile got fellas blind
And side-kick 50 Cent ringtones
a dollar for 50 cent cakes with my brethren, Arlen
Niggas got the latest shit, but they say they struggling
I was 18 getting checks from the government,
prayed i blow like 50 cent ( cuz lord knows Onnat taking chances )
Chrome lock out clutch basket on the banshee I ( dump the clutch )
Fancy paint berry
friends and his so-called bros
He went ghost quick
Power tripping off 50 cent talk is cheap he 100
Ain't cheating on him you was just cheating on yourself
cigarettes
Competitive verses, I polish my verbiage
I keep it 100 when doin my service
Don't make no cents for you to only be 50.
Im calling you Curtis
lake, tell you what, they caught a big oh 16 foot long gator in that lake by me, dats right, where talkin' world record gator, tell me now you ain't got
Check on my chain I need 10 a piece
Next in the game where I'm finna be
No X by my name do not censor me
Tell dat lil bitch I do what I want to
Bitch I
Livin' dat, yo what's up black?
Well its my third day home and not a cent to my name
No jobs they claim I'm back in the drug game
I need some money in
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