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You know that we blessed we not lucky
The winter soldier call me Bucky
It's back boys like puffy
The back end in the duffy
She sayin' she love me
Octane

and honey
For me, envy everybody

Oh when will my ship get in?
On the dock I sit with an
Open hand and it's a bitch, man
Living like this in the land

'Bout It

Yung Joc

Step Up

2006

[incomprehensible] like you don't care
If you ?bout it I don't doubt it
Show me that you're sho? ?nuff ?bout it, bout it

I?ma get rich or I?ma die tryin?
I ain't 50

I would dream about the end of the world
I would see the heavens
Be caught by you

You and me will be here
I will sit here and I will watch
Us

You

Gimme couple good rhythms my spirit need to vent
Im chasing big dollars big brother gimme cents
Le chemin du roi on it like my name 50 cent
They told me i

OOOUUU, this beat is nasty
Arkitek send me the bill so I can Get active
All ready plotting on how to Control the narrative
Applying pressure by any

the wall like every week
Famous city by the sea
The streets was cold I felt the breeze
I rose from out the ruins
Broke the mold and they neglected me
Hitting

boogie when I'm bored
Let me fly, but lately I've been feeling sore, tryna sore
I talk about my future like it's just about to happen
Get smacked by

taking my heart forsaken
You condemn yourself when you deny Christ I do not do no debating
And he got me a life in the making
Like I sign me a proclamation

the road with 50 cent
Kidd you still not rich?
But I'mma serve these dimes 'til
I pit that brick
If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit?
Nigga, roaches

the road with 50 cent
Kidd you still not rich?
But I'mma serve these dimes 'til
I hit that brick
If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit?
Nigga, roaches

and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit

dudes
But it wasn't love it was from how crooked it moves
Now Im tooken in truth well taken
Lies of satan made me feel like there's no condemnation I hate

please
He think just cause he got bands that he won me? please 
I get money, I get money more than 50 cents
Money bulging way more than yo dick do tents

For Everybody

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

Cent+ and bitch I ain't no +Wanksta+
And I don't get down like that
In the right time, at the right spot
If you try to buck, you gone get shot
Hey

on chili just like sriracha is
If she got a gag, gotta give me that cents like 50, not talkin' bout maracas
I can't go bendin' to Casino, gotta stop chick

Wanna Get to Know You

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

me hounding me trying to be my only
I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie.

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
(Yeah) What would fuck me up more
Watching her

You didn't have to come here
I remember it like it was yesterday

Come here, mama, I know you want me
Food from the soul, I know you're hungry

They sing my songs like show tunes
I'm the one they toast to
Out my cage the G.O.A.T. loose
Let me switch this flow
Chilling with Dyl in the AMG

(50 Cent)
Might just fuck the nigga bitch
I ain't got shit to do (yeah, I can)
Gotta put my shit on DND soon
As I hit the booth (Hit the booth)
Why you

in apartments
Old soul gotta represent
Dumb niggas talking like 50 cent
Squeeze triggers now that boy heaven sent
Squeeze triggers now that boy heaven

people taking pictures just to post me on they story 
Even though I ain't in prison see I still am serving time 
Plus my image is determined not by me but

me and Jed
I'm pouring out the red
That some shit like 50 cent
I just made a thousand cents
You don't make no sense
Use your senses
I see you buildings

Shticks of One and Half a Dozen of the Other

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [CD]

1988

weighs eighteen stone
(That's two hundreds fifty six pounds)
I don't mind her fat but,
It's not only that but,
She's cockeyed and muscle-bound, Molly