look isn't he from Marcy? They say hes growin dreads and hes talking like a yatti Man everything is changing I don't understand a thing I guess this is
All we do is bullshit and party and bullshit some more All we do is bullshit and party on a global ? That's that bullshit, let's party That's that bullshit
I can't let you in pimpy! Players ball across the street! This is for hustlers only! ..I'mma tell you what you wanna do when I get out of jail, I'm gonna
all turnt up (My rear view mirror is vibrating) N-gga I'm all turnt up, my trunk is shakin' (My rear view mirror is vibrating) I'm all turnt up, I'm all turnt up [50 Cent
into your face, see your teeth through your cheek seconds before you start to leak all over the street nigger your peoples is pussy i mean your homies is
is flip money and make a profit Shorty get to working my nerves, she need to stop it Special investigate son, she jumping through my phone I wanna f-cking be friend this
man never ever been scared of the cash always would blast for the cheddar you suckers ??? is lame u make me wana put that hit into u brain nigga Chorus 50cent
back to it ... bitch ... the next time I use it This is gutter down hood shit No question is that good shit You ain't felt like this in a minute Flow
pimp than a trick, i send a bitch, 50's and lead escorts, call me the runner bitch if we going out we going dutch pay for your dinner bitch look bitch, this is
ether [Chorus: x2] All we do is get that grain, And my n-ggas move cocaine Plus we let them hammers bang I'm talking 'bout the Unit gang. [50 Cent -
to roll I ain't got tell you I want you to already know I give my .. on the floor Girl you turn me watch move to the music. This is what you've been
dough Cops coming, we runnin', we out yo, we out yo F-ck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [50 Cent - Verse 1] I smile when that money
We're back, move 50 cent Amusement park,F 50,[Incomprehensible], G Unit Shorty you ain't gotta take ya panties off Just pull 'em to the side If you wanna
me of Chaz and Bump real low key Sounded like he didn't know nothing about drama For this money shit many men do trauma Switchy walked in son, this bitch
to ecstasy without taking ecstasy.... 50 Cent #2: From your back to your thighs your lips to your hips when I head downtown mama its a hell of a trip relax what you calling your love is
chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them hits Oh this my jam, this my shit We don't know a word to a verse All we know is the chorus 'Cause
Baby if I touch your body, hear you scream my name Would you whisper to me it's yours? Girl you smell so gentle and pure You control, My senses. Baby all, My senses [50 Cent
EH EH EHHH OWWW Coupla deep breaths *breaths* There I feel better already *breaths* Couple more *breaths* Damn what could it be *breaths* See we should all be happy *breaths* 50 Cent