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Whip it up Whip it up Whip it up Nasty! Cook it up Cook it up Cook it up Classy! I just do too much I'm just getting rich 50 in the trunk 50
Aye Aye Bow bow What it do Nate You ready? (Yeah) Alright hold up hold up hold up think we got one there (Aye) Twenties and fifties and hundreds We
boy in his stripped-down Model A He says, "Gimme 50 cents worth of regular Check, my oil too, if you don't mind Put some air in my tires, won't you
Yeah I just need like 50 plans Spent my last like 50 cents I window shopped like 50 cent That bitch she right Ray Bandz on my face I got
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere It makes no goddamn sense at all America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit Flavor Flav
Hurry, hurry, step right up See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends Stand
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah) Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo) G-Unit This rap shit plays
of followers the same Fifthteen cent Thinking colossal shit negative Fifthteen cent But get rich or die trying Thats word to fifty cent See my girl said it's
Money, cash, coins and bills Now listen closely and Bring your math skills You can tell by their size And by their decoration Just how much they're
Mazdas, Tammy and Natasha The menage-a-trois is at my crib Like Ill and Al Skratch smokin' 50 Sacks in the back of Ac's Windows cracked, so sit back relax
teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces Don't worry about
-twelve two-bit room I'm a man of means, by no means King of the road [Chorus:] Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, fifty cents No cars, no pool, no
Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let...fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom Buys
cracker a day (what? Oh shit) Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim And started fucking with Trina Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit) Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim And started fucking with Trina Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
todavía son erráticos Wisin y yandel! The warriors jajaja T-pain Victor "el nasi", "nesty" W yandel En conexión con 50 cent Y todavía se atreven decir que
gotta die, I'd rather homicide I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly? Hate it
99 cents Bag it, poppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments Passing up on those moccasins someone else has been walking in Bummy
pull a fast one Fifty cent flashin they hate us wit a passion Mashin, still fresh in three-day old fashion Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be
the sky tryin' to blast sun Zero to sixty in a second, pull a fast one Fifty cent flashin' they hate us with a passion Mashin', still fresh in three-day
and many men or 50 Cent Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
sufferin just to get a nickle sack, scraping up Change trying to make 2 dollars or 3 to get Some 99 cent hamburgers to eat And then ride thorough
he's funna' charge Fifty-thousand for a verse (DAMN) I'm thinking like I'ma try to do it worser (What?) Throw hundreds on Monday night just flirt (sss)
[B.G.] Baby gangsta got an A.K. With 50 shots for that ass We play it raw on V.L. If you lame you can't last No hesitation in my trigga finga is
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