Lyrics:
Lady, hear me tonight
'Cause my feeling, is just so right
As we dance, by the moonlight
Can't you see, you're my delight (Tori Shoota)
Ey,
of pushing broom buys a
Eight by twelve four bed room, I'm a
Man of means by no means
King of the road
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No
50 Cent: G-UNIT
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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
Oh, Oh, Oh gGGG G-Unit
Yeah it's 50 Cent
And Lloyd Banks and Tony Yayo
Nigga (ha, ha) you got to love it
New York City
I've been doing my own thing
Trailer 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
to shine, So please don't hit my line
Walking with no bands, She wanna do my dance
I can't trust a man, You down for fifty cents
Boy you is not cool, Still
freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (heh, heh, ooh, ooh, lil' bitch)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
20K, that ain't shit
outside, but bitch, I'm sweatin', active off a Perc'
Forty-five plus fifty-five, that's me, like add me up, you nerd
Paid Habibi forty-six, don't even ask
still be pouring it up
Go and drop it like it's hot, drop it on that dance floor
Shawty gon' break it down, she gon' break it down like dominoes
Fifties
Writing rhymes at night in the house by myself
I open mailboxes, all I see was more bills
Gettin' cold chicken, walkin' down Ryan's hills
Askin' moms for 50
50 cent
I ain’t even worth a cent but I’m heaven sent
I’m hellbent on getting it on
By the bar I see a black blonde
(As I approach)
Hello ma’am, you
Trailer 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
ni siquiera le rezo
Y pa' qué te platico cómo se movió eso
Flow insert
Ese culo está negro como 50 Cent
Drako Only Perk, maricón te pongo a mover
fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room
I'm a man
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
the dollars
Got more if ya xxx will swallow
She shaking it by the roba hoping it by the Bentley
She know that I'm high and tipsy now drop it n gimme 50
She
like
Midnight Mights and I'm here to say
Party ain't done no I'm here to stay
Wild outta control man lost his toupee
Fifty cent party it's your birthday
YEH
(WE IN THIS BITCH)
WE IN THIS BITCH
((VERSE 2 ))
You can find me in the club like 50 cent
Yeh where it’s options
She gone bust it wide
rich or Die trying he was discussing it
He ain't have 50 Cent but he had a fucking vest
We not suppose to question God then who we question God
All
and 50 cents i am so famous I'm doing
A collab with 50 cent
50th century is his name so with that I went
Oh shit he's upper class I
Bet he pays his rent
Vicky vicky, hit him with the fifty
You don't want to dance
We could get jiggy jiggy
Vicky vicky, hit him with the fifty
You don't want to dance
We
pretty good some play so bad it hurts
We pick up their golf balls that fly over the fence
We shine 'em up a little bit and sell 'em back for fifty cents
ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm sitting in my cell
And I'm
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