Lyrics:
Life is like a buffet, It’s too much on my plate , Damn
Like 16, working for the white man
Intimidated cause my skin is a permanent tan
Told me how
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents
with you brother and your best friend too
Sit on the porch and drink some more beer
I don't need your fifty-cent lovin' round here
round here [x5]
nigga
Oh! This is too much fun man
Hey hey nigga I seen yo lil DVD nigga
Is that all you got? I mean
I mean newsflash: nobody believes you
Didn't you say
Nigga don't act like a bitch! (Ha ha!)
That's why I never love a bitch! (Yeah!)
50 Cent, Too $hort and E-40 say bitch! (Remix!)
She sucked me off,
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
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
on the scene
I feel like i'm next
Girl whatchu need
She blowin' my text up
Leave it on seen
Lets fuck up some checks
I jus got way too much on my mind
Been
having me dead
Not only that, but I ain't never met no one with this much knowledge
You a leader too, that's prolly why I followed you to college
I was
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
gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches
New Shit tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
Bump Dat niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to 'em where they pump at
12
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
come across never took loss cause she leaving better
Winners win momma told me to get the dividends, and I did
Many men hating on me feel like 50 Cent
repping my ends, and you was in bed by ten
You see now, they're just hating, way too much
Pay 50 for the coupe, way too much, yeah
I'm doing alright
tripping
Way too much been on my mind
It's not about age it's all XP
Like if you're 50, you've got plenty
Disrespect becomes resenting
I should know better
who aint seen a royalty check
[Chorus - (50 Cent & Young Buck)]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
[H] Yeah
[50] Yeah
[H] It's real, it's real
[50] Yeah
[H] Got 'em
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Bump that - niggaz try to stunt on my clique
Then when I get
Friday from 1-10 is what I call rush hour
During that time once I made 4500 dollars
I'm connected and solid got too much cheese n my pocket
Gotta hit da
give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em)
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild,
ever take a nap
500 stacks, got a whole lotta dat, dat, dat
Trying to make a killing
Niggas dying from too much killing
50 say the best, we forgettin'
Life gon eat you up and spit you out just like you soul food
Nigga always rattling nobody to go too
Looked up in the mirror and I seen all this old
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
'cause You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You can't Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent
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