Lyrics:
the master plan
She had left her friends and introduced herself as Jass she said
This whole event is so intense, of course it's 50 Cent
She grabbed my hands
Travelling 50 miles just to see her in the flesh
Now the constant daily reminder of nothing that I can do
Hope you're in a better place and you'll have your
(intro)
Yo
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
beneath the new pa-paya tree
We'll send your papa fifty-cent cigar
'Cause he's a proud pa-paya grand-pa-pa!
Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue
clothes, too close as I'm at you
Bad news bear, all you squares too late now
The Godfather said it best pay style
Not a little bit, not even fifty cent
We
Sharon seeville
All over people
Sharon seeville's getting her axle replaced
City pavers don't come around here anymore
She says she's got 50 cent got
on the yay
Your people make a G day, you ain't rich
You just ok
I take the stand under oath and lie
Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry
Or watch time go by
Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When
and many men or 50 Cent
Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
it
Get started, get stupid
You'll want me body people will walk you through it
Step by step, like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with the new
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
ride
This just first releases
Tell em papi outside
Like 50 cent
Getting rich or die trying
That or Mr West
I'll testify to touch the sky
If you asking,
I
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
King of the Road
(Roger Miller)
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to left fifty cents
No phone, no poolm no pets
I ain't got
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
the lob
She eat dick corn on the cob
Did his bid got hit with fraud
Nigga diss know how that end
Save her name as 50 Cent lil bitch got hit by many men
Oh
never gonna shine cah you're a big hater
Make 50 mil, become an innovator, before I get taken away by the Malaikah
Risk taker not a compromiser, that's
I want is a good time
By getting in the 50 yard line and bump and grind
We can get our grub on but I ain't spendin' a dime
Except for (..?..)
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
cents (no CODs, please)
Del Rio, Texas
Hallelujah, and friends, if you send in this week
Two dollars and ninety-eight cents
You'll get in addition
cents (no CODs, please)
Del Rio, Texas
Hallelujah, and friends, if you send in this week
Two dollars and ninety-eight cents
You'll get in addition
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
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