Lyrics:
Sparks is white like me"
"Haha" "Hahaha" "One time for that boy
Eminem? You know what I'm
Talking about?! One time for that boy
50 Cent! The whole G Unit
dough and wanting more of that cheese so believe that I’m a stack all that paper I need. That’s guaranteed.
I got my shit cleaned up, yep strutting my
On The Muthafuckin Floor, Soon As A Nigga Get Inside
My Hood, My Click, Your Wife, My Bitch
Show A Nigga That You Really Love Him, Set Him Up To Hit A Good Lick
On The Muthaf***in Floor, Soon As A N**** Get Inside
My Hood, My Click, Your Wife, My B****
Show A N**** That You Really Love Him, Set Him Up To Hit A Good Lick
that just irrelevant just give me grands
Bitch give me grands
Your favorite immigrant is just chilling man
But making money moves like 50 Cent
We not
in the pudding and that baking sodas taking
Paper that I'm making got her taking photos naked
Listening to niggas like whistling at Wendy Williams
I
in place
My G-Unit features, my Eminem sixteens, my Dr. Dre beats
And it was two years from today when I started rhyming
And took my demo to Suge
essence
Cause I'm just g moving units
Not 50 cent but I do it
Whoa!
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Tonight
I'm whippin that whip I'm whippin that
I'm whippin that whip
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
seize, that Baby Beesh without the west coast mary jane
on the east coast, they're going whacko for that stack of paper
on the South Side, they run wit
seize, that Baby Beesh without the west coast mary jane
on the east coast, they're going whacko for that stack of paper
on the South Side, they run wit
loving, is the size of my shoe
And that's the new size that'll hold you, let your shit come through
See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs
With my 50
loving, is the size of my shoe
And that's the new size that'll hold you, let your shit come through
See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs
With my 50
my cash it's cuz I'm known to stack them bands
Use my people money to enhance your own wealth that ain't G
Using funds to build ya self up and that's
ain't a freak
G R O U P I E
Told me that she ain't a freak
Told me that she ain't a freak
You was kinda high maintenance to me
Want my paper but you'll
shine homie until my heart stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
(G-G-G-G-G-Unit
motherfuckin skrill
That any obstacle obscuring my paper is gettin' killed
For real
Chorus:
(scratching and mixing)
All I have is this small skrilla
Verse 2:
in the club but she don't wanna dance
Oh no no no they say that bands make her dance
Oh no no no this is that no money dance
My unit is G like 50 (50
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
the click and i'm doing my thang
We ain't never switched we been out here trynna get rich
Trynna stack up all these funds like this like this huh
Never ever
around my click
'cause just a year ago a nigga ain't have shit (damn)
Me and my right hand share the same outfit
Which fueled the fire that I air
bottle of 'gnac, you could shine
It ain't no thing, show your paper stack (check it out)
Money makes girls, take bitches, make niggas
Take money by
and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 Cent, yes, many men
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper
and papers that's used for chiefin
But I paid for a couple cars wit papers that you could chief in
Safe to go get some freaks in
Take to go pick some beef in
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