Lyrics:
around the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich
the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent]
(Now everything's changed) I'm rich bitch
(You've
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
(50 Cent-talking over beat)
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real
We the realest nigga
50 Cent
50
Man, I hustle like Nip in the Rolling 60s
I was born in the 70's, grew up in the 80's
Got the MAC-90, then I went crazy
Do the mathematics, y'all
That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent
The 50th Law is based on the following
only 50 Cent
Come back when you got a couple dollars holla.
[Verse 1]
You gonna need more than 50 Cent to play this game
Nigga hating on me cause
know she lie
Bitch Five cent Tencent Dolla Wine Dolla Wine
Pardon i but apart of my culture
Got me in da zone stone like a sculpture
Home
I got 50 -11 Diamonds in my chain, my
Paint drippin' stupid in the lane, I
Hit the club make it hurricane, now
Girl pop that, pop that for ya
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
A hundred fifty more a hundred fifty shows
Got a hundred fifty hoes
Solitary diamonds, hundred fifties
One dead loc a hundred fifty dreams
Had a hundred fifty
Malibu on my yacht (twenty-five hoes)
I got twenty-five M's in the bank, no cap, no lie (yes sir) (twenty-five)
Run up an M, ain't trickin' (run it up)
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushin' broom
Buys a eight by twelve four-bit room
Yeah, it's 50
Look, you need me man
You need me
I mean, you hate me
But you need me
'Cause I got the best product man
I mean look, it's pure,
don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushin' broom
Buys a eight by
got it (whats wrong with you?)
50k cash, I got it (i got it)
Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (i got it, bitch)
The game on smash, I got it
My hoes
name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent
You know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue
I hear your music all the time"
And I'm like yeah, this bitch
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
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
'm a hundred, you a dub (nothin')
Lookin' for me, I'm booked up (where you at?)
50 Cent, I'm in the club (hey)
Diamonds on my earlobe, ice on dyke (huh?)
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