Lyrics:
yeah, yeah
To be my girl, woo, gotta be my biggest fan
A different world, ooh, everywhere I'll hold your hand
We fuck, we fight, ooh, beat the pussy up
[50 Cent-talking]
I don't even know how to explain it, you know?
You know from time to time she's on my mind you know
You know what I mean she's my
fucked me like a stripper cooked for me just like my mama
She freaky like Madonna (what else?) and she 'bout her commas
Get it by the bundle, I
(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
very cold
But it's goin' to be so stimulating
And Mary's the kind
Of red-blooded American girl
Who'll do anything anything
I said anything for fifty
'm disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
a youngster
Oj Mayo type,Mayo white
But I black like the Bayo type
Fifty cents (50 cent),we wave hands in your face, Tony yayo night
I pray your type harder
a gift
So nuh badda wreck it
50 Cent, him a tell dem fi check it
Let's get money, niggas like my style
I'm chipped up
Still I won't hesitate to shoot your
flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in a rush to try
clit)
[Lil' Kim + (50 Cent)]
Now put your face in it
I know you sprung off in your tongue, I know you tastin it
(Sex ain't a race) But I have a thug
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
[50 Cent-talking]
I don't even know how to explain it, you know?
You know from time to time she's on my mind you know
You know what I mean she's my
[50 Cent-talking]
I don't even know how to explain it, you know?
You know from time to time she's on my mind you know
You know what I mean she's my
and a rich bitch
I got niggas still be robbing on that lick shit
Air it out extended clip get your shit hit
Dope bowl stirring coke extra whip whip
50 Cent
about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out
Your girl say your boring. Chill on every block we be touring I be dripping and my ice glowing. Bitches better listen if they missing my flow better ask
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
Yeah
It's Shady, ha ha (woo)
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit (ha ha)
Here we go again
Yeah (what? Huh-huh, ha ha)
Does it make you mad when I
101
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, nigga, fifty-one fifty (this a real nigga 101)
Fifty-one fifty, fifty-one fifty, nigga, fifty-one fifty (said
and grungy, wear it man, I am stunting and flossing and
Saving my money and I'm super happy, that's a bargain, yeah
I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take
Banks, 50 Cent
[Lloyd Banks]
[Verse One]
Look Mommy, we can creep through the ghetto with ya, feet and stiletto take a, cartlan party is when ya sneak in
n black on its on!
Wassup? This the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya heard me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk
Ya niggas got me all fucked up
I'm finna
Something special, unforgettable,
50 Cent (cent), Justin (tin), Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)
She she, she want it, I want to give it to her
know what all your mother has said
And I don't want to cast any blame or point a finger
I just don't want your father to be such a fucking stranger
So, I
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