Lyrics:
got no competitors
Hot and cold todoroki how I switch the temperature
I'll Buck 50 a nigga then puncture him in his vascular
I Come alive in the night
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thing when you party with me
It's what we into, it's
and Mahatma Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went on to win fifty-nil
You can be true, you can be
Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went on to win fifty-nil
You can be true, you can be false
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thing when you party with me
It's what we into, it's
The AMG kit keeps us closer to the ground
We gettin' good grip from the 50 series (gator back) tires
The Alpine's bumpin', but I need the volume higher
tricks, when I fix the remix
I twist this disc with emphasis, since
dead presidents took residence, from dollars and cents
I got pull like Magneto
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
Same way you make cyanide, same way you make amaretto.
Hip-hop's in the street, now were all busting
50 Cent's on MTV, now it's cool to carry metal
plans, and it really hurts
Every time I go fishin' it'd always start me wishin'
That I could be a child again
Take my 50 cents and go down to the local
bitch
Blossom with the buttercup and I ain't talkin flowers
You can keep that Remy I just like the money showers
These n*ggas worth 50 cent claiming they
you right
Pull up with the Canaanites
I don't care if they got giants
I'll just show up by myself
Leaving with trophies and putting the heads on my
be on the remix
Bitch I look the cleanest
Thugging and you see it
Fifty grand show and I'm not TV
Hundred grand show because my price not easy
Bitch
The day you left, I wonder where you went
And I am the man, like 50 cent
I love her freshest hair, like a peppermint
M.I.A
M.I.A
M.I.A
Baby, why don't you
the milli-mac and the strong-end and nigga to blame you
And I'mma start callin' ya'll bitch niggas by name:
Mothafuck D
Mothafuck M
Only X I know is Xzibit
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
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thing when you party with me
It's what we into, it's
miiizzind
Im lovin tha design
Yessir Thank you Sir
Forsure I'll be here every third
Minute Unless if that's ignant
I'm sorry my accent doesn't match tha
another knot
Keep your bank on swolle and your honey in the pot, bitch
Because I can back it I can't help but talk shit
Feeling like 50 Cent when he
Gave you my two cents, ain't got money babe
I'll take you somewhere fun and tell you something funny
Something funny, babe
When I open my eyes
Oh,
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
flip
They could be my ex bitch or them kids on my dick
Little critics that'll never know the hell that I live
Acting like they ain't know me, when they
but I can't forget
When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent
Names on the list
But I ain’t owe you shit
Never did favors
It leads
the automatic
Paper towels in the public restrooms
But that's me I guess
So I been low riding while bumping 50
50 times a day &
Spending 50 cents on a bummy drink
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