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50 cent - candy shop
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 Cent]
I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasing you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)
[Chorus]
[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this before
Soon as I come through the door she get to pulling on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stopping, homie I ain't stopping
Dripping wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip 'til every bubble in every bottle is gone
[Chorus 2x]
50 cent - 9 shots
Fifty, fifty, fifty, fifty, fifty
Ferrari, Ferrari, Ferrari, Ferrari
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
I was innocent then, I ain?t do no wrong
She said, ?you mommy little man,? I said, ?yep, uh huh?
She was everything to me, when she came, I just lit up
Sunday morning I was so sharp, all did up
It was welfare hustlin', they killed her for that
The first shot, bullet wound in my back
I?m fucked up, look at my sneakers, I?m fucked up
Now I?m on my own, mommy gone
Sam said, ?you a young boy, why your clothes look so old?
You don?t need fish, little nigga, you need a pole
You don?t need no new kicks, you need an O?
Chop that, bag it, get right back at it
That touched me, it hit me in my heart
I?m a hustler, homie, you was giving me my start
I am what I am, Sabrina?s only baby
Practicing in the mirror, pulling out my .380
Oh man, I fucked up nana gonna kill me
Whenever shit can go wrong it always will, see
Seven grams of cocaine, three grams of dope
Saint Mary medallion hanging from my rope
Try to punk me and my gun smoke
Look, I?m outta control, my gun go
Off like it?s legal, call the cops, you need to
Give ?em my description, I ain?t bullshittin'
My high school sweetheart love didn?t last long
Niggas start flashing that bread and she was gone
That hurt me like the bullet in my calf then
My next girl was a pain in the ass
I got two shots left, in case niggas try to get me
That?s nine shots, we just call it fifty
Mama said the Lord gon? bless us
Mama said, mama said
Mama said the Lord gon? bless us
Then in came the landlord, beef, and the stresses
Mama said the Lord gon? bless us
Mama said, mama said
Mama said the Lord gon? bless us
The dope bought the shit the food stamps couldn?t get us
Mama said the Lord gon? bless us
That?s what mama said, that's what mama said
50 cent - 21 question
ladies and gentelmen u r now rockin with debreca
i aint lookin 4 no superman dat will try n save me
i juss want u to be mah baby
ur sexy style got me goin crazy
i wanna feel ur body layin next to me
i can give u what u want, need and dream
ill take care of u n fulfill ur fansasies
got sum questions dat i need to ask and i
hope u can come up with da answers
boy, its easy to love me now
would u love me if i was down and out
would u still have love 4 me (2x)
if i couldnt hold it down would u still luv me
if my body wasnt bangin would u still touch me
if u wasnt in da mood would u still rub me
would u put my needs first without moanin and complainin
when im mad at da world would u back me
or would u say i was trippin and tryin to check me
dese r sum of da things i g2 know b4 i take u on and let myself
go
would u trip n call me bitch if i speak mah mind
would u call me needy if i wanna spend sum time
would u call me greedy cuz i wanna bump n grind everynite
can u handle dat im not domesticated
lil ghetto but more sufisticated
its not really dat complicated
i juss want dis 2 be rite
boy, its easy to love me now
would u love me if i was down and out
would u still have love 4 me (2x)
now let the past go so we can have da future
and to push the shovel would u come thru 4 me
i cant do bad by myself be sad by myself
i cant be broke by my damn self
would it be too much to ask 4 u to b a man
and if u ever got mad would u cause me pain
would u call me sweet thangs cuz im ur baby gurl
would i b ur whole wide world
would i b da apple of ur eye
would u ever wanna make me cry
if u really want me by ur side
tell me how hard would u try
dont b mad cuz im askin 21 questions
ive learned by lesson b4 n i need to knoe
boy, its easy to love me now
would u love me if i was down and out
would u still have love 4 me (2x)
when im chillin
would u luv me when i fuss
i ask 21 questions n dey all bout us (2x)
50 cent - 50 shots ya
[50 Cent]
That´s the sound of the man, cockin´ that thang - that thaaaang
That´s the sound of the man, clappin´ that thang - thaaang
Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya
See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin´, I got ya
Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I´m on the edge
I´m finna put a shell in a nigga head
I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it
The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it
Homie that took the hit on me couldn´t shoot this
Say I´m skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee
My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. done tripped and do the sets again
Got shot the fuck up tryin´ to rob the wrong Mexicans
I write my lifestyle, y´all niggas is cheaters
Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva
Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain´t preacher
If you a pimp like kid, why them hoes don´t treat ya
If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya
This flow´s God sent, it´s bound to reach ya
[Hook]
Problem child, I´m familiar with problems
I know how to solve em
Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em
Shoot em up, rob em
In the hood we starvin, you don´t want problems
Problem child
[Bridge] [Singing]
And why can´t you be man enough
To tell me where you´re comin´ from
[50 Cent]
They say you can never repay the price for takin´ a man´s life
I´m in debt with Christ, I done did that twice
I´m nice, y´all niggas can´t hang wit fifty
+Blaaat+, y´all niggas can´t bang wit fifty
Say I´m born to rhyme, there´s a shell and a nine
Face stone and the cross, there´s a bitch I tossed
See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course
You can check C-N-N for the "War Report"
See the drama got me ridin´ with a sawed-off shottie
Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati
Man, niggas ain´t gon´ do me like Sammy did Gotti
I do it myself, I don´t need no help
Give me a knife, I´ll get rid of your neighborhood bully
Give me a minute, I´ll take a fuckin´ car with a pully
See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young
Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn´t beat me one-on-one
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[50 Cent]
I must´ve broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven
Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven
This cities split ´posed to let black cats cross your path
The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin´ your ass
I got "God Understand Me" tattooed in my skin
When I die, come back, I´ma tattoo it again
I´m the young buck that let the gun buck
Roll the window down and say: "´Sup up, niggas get ready to duck"
My heart is a house homie, fear don´t live here
Nigga believe me when I say I don´t care
Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons
Even when my luck´s hard I still count my blessings
See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin´
Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon
If you pussy I´ma smell you when you come around here
Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn´t live in my tier
[Hook]
50 cent - a baltimore love thing
[She Loves Me, She Loves me not
Yeah, she loves me not
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
The fiends need me, i aint around they bones hate
Detox, rehab, cold sweats watch em' shake
I'm not that genie in a bottle, im in a bag
Take one hit, and slide off to the land of H man
When we first met, I thought you'd never doubt me
Now you tryna leave me, You'll never live without me
Girl I'm missing you, come and see me soon
Tie your arm up, put that lighter under that spoon
Now put that needle to your arm princess, stick it in
Relapse, back bitch dont ever try that again
All that shit i did for you, I made you feel good
We have a love thing, You treating this like it just a fling
Wat we have is more sacred then a vow or a ring
You broke my heart you dirty bitch i wont forget what you did
If you give birth i'll already be in love with your kids
Listen, i dont give a damn if your ass starts smoking
But we have a bond that is not to be broken
[Chorus] (Repeat Twice)
We got a love thing
Girl u tried to leave me, but you need me, can you see, your addicted to me
We got a love thing
I can take you how ya girl fuckin with me, you can be all you can be
[Verse 2]
Baby you know, on the low your sister been eyeing me
I'm good looking so you know, that's why she be trying me
I heard she bisexual, she fucked with that girl
But boy oh boy fuckin with me is a whole nother' world
On the first night she'll fall in love and chase the feelin
I hung out with Marvin when he wrote 'Sexual Healing'
Kurt Cobain we was good friends, Ozzy Osbourne to
I be with rock stars, See you lucky im fucking with you
I chill wit Franky Limen and Jimi Hendrix crew
See this is new to you, but to me, this aint new
I live the lavish life, listen if the mood is right
Me, You and your sister could do the do tonight
I never steer you wrong, if you hype i'll make you calm
I'll be your incentive reason for you to move on
Lets make a date, promise me you'll come to see me
Even if it means you have to sell your mommas T.V.
I love you love me back, no one said loving me be easy
[Chorus] (Repeat Twice)
We got a love thing
Girl u tried to leave me, but you need me, can you see, your addicted to me
We got a love thing
I can take you how ya girl fuckin with me, you can be all you can be
[Verse 3]
I love you
I got you bare footed on glass chasing a dove
That monkey on your back symbolises my love
Your friends talk bad bout me, bitch, you sit their and listen to em'
Over and over you hurt me, my love is unconditional
They talk to you when you up, when you down they got nothing to say
But when you call up im running, i always take the pain away
They set you up to let you down, they crowned you prom queen
They know bout me behind your back they call you a fuckin fiend
Lets just be alone, so I can kiss and hug you
Push me inside you, no other man can love you like I do
Call me daddy i make you feel good, i mean real good
I find pleasure in pleasing you like a real man should
It was written long before shit was carved in a tree
Forever me and you baby we were meant to be
There's more to life then laughter, what brought us together was fate
When we be hand in hand when you walk through those pearly gates
Fin to see to that, imma do whatever it takes
[Chorus] (Repeat Twice)
We got a love thing
Girl u tried to leave me, but you need me, can you see, your addicted to me
We got a love thing
I can take you how ya girl fuckin with me, you can be all you can be
50 cent - in da club
In Da Club
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
[Chorus] (2x)
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
[Verse]
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change, hoe's down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut hey nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood, in L.A. they saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend willin to get bi and they ready to go
[Chorus] (2x)
[Bridge]
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I done came up and I ain't changed
[Verse]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my joint get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the styleup
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside they wit a bottle of bub
They know where we fuckin be
[Chorus] (2x)
[Talking]
(laughing) Don't try to act like you ain't know where we beeneither nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit
Shady/Aftermath
50 cent - baby by me ft ne yo
[50 cent]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
[Ne-yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww
(see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
[50 cent]
First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yea I'm a freak, I get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a lil' bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin' down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat your sweatin'
I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper
I told ya I'd get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we be movin' as fast as a Nascar ride
Switch gears slow down, go down whoa now
You can feel every inch of it when we intimate
I use my tounge baby, I'll leave you sprung baby
I'll have ya head spinnin' sayin 50 so crazy
[Ne-yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww
(see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
[50 cent]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
[50 cent]
Girl welcome to "give me what you got and gimme more"
baby you could start on top or on fours
you know i like it when you get in to it
dont nobody do it uh like i do it
feel a rush from my touch
get intoxicated, drunk off my love call it hennessy thug
passion u laughin i make you smilin on the regular
tell me what you want shawty thats what imma get you
yo i need you to be what i need more than liquor and
weed
i need you to make, me a ??seed?? i need you to give
me a reason to breath
i need you im tellin this so u know what i need
id be a part time a full time lovers, a meant to be
lova
dont matter which way it go, im oh so gutta
girl you could get it however you want, get it, im
feeling you still feelin you right now, get it
[Ne-yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww
(see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
[50 cent]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
50 cent - ayo technology
Something special,
Unforgetable,
50 Cent (cent),
Justin (tin),
Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)
She she, she want it, I want to give it to her
She know that, it's right here for her
I want to, see you break it down
I'm ballin', throw'n money around
She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money money, she makin' makin'
Look at the way she shakin' shakin'
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it
Now don't stop, get it, get it
The way she shakin' make you want to hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she splitted
Got you're head fucked up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She know's just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop
She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin'
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want
Refrão:
let me talk to ya
Baby you're so new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying
Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it shake, the way she make it pop
Make it rain for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In her fantasy, there's plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soaking
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch till the club close
What should I do, one thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
From side to side, let the ride, break it down (down down)
You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move
Girl you got me thinking about, all the things I do to you
Let's get it poppin' shorty we can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen
Refrão:
let me talk to ya
Baby you're so new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying
Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
50 cent - many men
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy steal my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fukcingbreathing
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
50 cent - window shopper
[50 Cent]
Ohh!
The top feel so much better than the bottom
So much better
[Chorus: 50 Cent
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
Nigga youse a window shopper
Nigga as fuck when you see me ride by
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Summertime, white Porsche Carrera is milky
I'm on the grind, let my paper stack but I'm filthy
It's funny how niggaz get to screw-facin' at me
Anyhow they ain't got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, Southside's the hood that I come from
So I don't cruise through nobody 'hood without my gun
They know the kid ain't gon' for all that bullshit
Try and stick me, I'ma let off a full clip
It ain't my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you put a G up?
Everybody mad when they paper don't stack right
But when I come around y'all niggaz better act right
When we got the tops...down you can hear the systems thump
Nigga when we rollin', rollin', rollin'
Shut ya block down, quick to put a hole in a chump
Nigga when we rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Niggaz love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come to scoop me up at L.A.X. and I hop in
Now when it comes to bad bitches you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts and from Compton
You know a nigga wanna see how Cali girls freak off
After that five hour flight from New York
I start spittin G at a bitch like a pimp, mang
Tell her, "Meet me at the Mondrian so we can do our thang."
She can bring the lingerie with her, I sup-pose
Then we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes
Then she can run and tell her best friend 'bout my sex game
Then her best friend could potentially be next, mayne
Listen mayne, shit...changed, I came up I'm doin my thang
Homey I'm holdin', holdin', holdin'
Oh shit mayne, the store owner watchin' you
Before somethin' get stolen, stolen, stolen
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
50 cent - disco inferno
One,Two,Three,Lets Go
Look mama show me how you move it
Go ahead put your back into it
Do your thing like there ain't nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Bis]
[Verse 1]
50 in the house bounce, y'all already know what I'm about. The flow sounds sick over Dre' drums n*gga, I ain't
stupid- I see Doc and my dope come bigger. Whoa! Shorty' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch- I'ma watch
her bounce that assss girl. I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we'll thump in here. Oooohh.
I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood. So gully, so brawly, what's good? Outside, the Benz on dubs - I'm in the club wit you
snubs - don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'. Uuuhhh.
[Hook x2]
Look mama show me how you move it, Nuh-nuuh put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 2]
Let's party, everybody stand up. Everybody put ya hands up. Let's party, everybody bounce wit me. Champagne and burn it
on a wreathing wreathe. This hot. Disco Inferno, let's go. You are now rockin wit a pro. I get toed to flip dough to get
more, fo sho'. Get my drank on n*gga on the dance floor. Look baby I don't dance all i do is this. It's the same 2-step
wit a lil' twist. Listen pimpin' I ain't new to this, I'm true to this. Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this. So you
mix a lil' piece with a lil' Don Perrion. And a lil' Hennessy, you know we from the Carrion. Hollerin' at these snakes in
da club tryin' to get right, we gonna be up in this bitch 'til the bright daylight.
[Hook x2]
Look mama show me how you move it, Nuh-nuuh put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 3]
You see me shinin' and lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin'. uh-huh. Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupin',
switchin lanes. u see me rollin, you know I'm holdin, I'm about my paper, yeah. N*gga I'm serious, I ain't playin', I'm
better than ya brain, I'm off the chain. G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch. Em and Dre sent me to tear up the
spot. Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco. Hands up on the dance floor, ok let's go!
[Hook x2]
Look mama show me how you move it, Nuh-nuuh put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
50 cent - best friend
[Intro]
Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tape
WOO!!!
[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend
[Verse 1]
First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin
If we get pass the phone games we'll be fuckin
I kiss like the french therefore my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs do it girl and pull on your gair
For me a different scenery just mean a different position
In the tub or on the sink I improvise now listen
In the chopper or on the jet join the mile high club
I'm no fool I know money can't buy me love
But I'm a different type of nigga that make sure that you know
Instead of a rose, there's a hundred dozen of those
See I see somethin special when I look in your eyes
With your legs way back I see this pussy is mine
If you ain't sure when I'm talkin I don't tell you no lies
But there's things that you say that have me wonderin why
When I don't say what I'm thinkin it don't mean that I'm shy
Got on that shit you picked out for me that's why I'm so fly
[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend
[Verse 2]
While you in your bubble bath I'll come wash on your back
When you puttin on your lotion I can help you with that
I sit and think of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style
Or slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused while I'm strokin I could change how you walk
There's a swagger that you calm but when you come from New York
I'm a hustler I just hustle in the things that I bought
Separate me from the rest, I feel like I'm the best
If there's a price to pay for feelin you I pay that twice
I'm as ghetto as it gets girl you know that's right
I ain't got nothin to hide baby I tell you my secrets
'Fore you end up bein 'round long enough to peep shit
I get closer to you, I mean closer than close
I get into you, after I take off my clothes
Girl I been into you, mentally long before
[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend
50 cent - 50 bars
50 Bars of pleasure 50 bars of pain
When I'm dead and gone niggaz gonna remember my name 50
[repeat]
Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy
Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me
He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog
Unless you want to get your ass layed out in gilmore
Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and E-Bags
When they came through they hollored like 'What up Conrad?'
Grimey niggaz they loved to get gully
Summertime still had on black gloves and scullies
The Lex 450 pulled up that's Cornbread
Them niggaz from Philly would of called him an old head
But he an OG remind 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 had the baddest ass
The bulletproof glass was rolled up on the S-Class
Heard in DC he kept mad blocks in order
Picture this a young nigga gettin it like Rich Porter
Sonny came in for half a pit
He got knocked, he on lock still controllin' his block from constop
Pop pulled up in the CL5 his project changed
His man just got fucking murked by Salene
Heard he got it in the range nigga Bean popped one in his brain
Over some-thing took his watch and his chain
Country boys off the hook down there and Richmond main.
In the black 740 I sat, hat turned back
Bow down baby nelly singing my wrist blinging What!
I'm waiting on this nigga Wise we lost for two pies
Son he smokin that shit I can see it in his eyes
Coming up wise emotions closed
Most buying round looking for wisemen toast
Benny hopped out the Esculade with a few thourough men from B-More
They sellin heroin in Maryland reverse back to Diesel
Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that only meant more cream
First it was him and his brother now he got a team
Went from 5 and a half grams to living the dream
City pulled up Goddamn you know his format
Bentley is all marble in the door and floor match
Got the gats out the stash box popped 2 glocks
Peace "All Eyez on Me" 2Pac
Everybody know he a boss he gotta floss
He on the same bullshit that sent Gotti up north
That's Dime in the blue ts stunting like he Nicky Barnes
He broke but he talk like he a Don
Homes hoppin out the Jag that's Max haitian cat
Kill a nigga quick remind me of Haitian Jack
I peep his style son I know his stelo, He on the d-low
He smile at niggaz mumbling fuck you in Creole
Heard war stories bout how he maneuver with the Ruger
Hold the iron horizontally and send shots through ya
Few niggaz tried to murk him, most them got fount
Some turnt away try to run they in wheelchairs now
Banks hopped out bulletproof this, bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel, bulletproof hat
Got out a Black hummer he blew 90 on that
Poppin mad shit like he gonna bulletproof that lets go
50 cent - 8 mile road
[50 cent]
Yeah..50 cent, lloyd banks, tony yayo
G-unit!
[lloyd banks]
This rap shit plays a major part of my life
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a mothafucka at you tonight
G-unit! and I ain?t stoppin? to my clique poppin?
Swimmin? in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit? a head up and challenge you dummy
It?s funny, niggas rather see you sufferin? and hungry
I?m hungry as hell, skatin? with another nigga?s money
Take your hats off, you know you ain?t that tough
I?m callin? your bets off as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, it isn?t the game ball
Artillary that?s about as long as a chainsaw (lloyd banks!)
By the way, this feels like I?m dreamin?
Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin? my semen
The physical presence of a female, form of a demon
That?s why, I fuck ?em and leave ?em
Get my nut while I?m breathin?
?cause they thought they?d catch me slippin?, now I?m duckin? and trippin?
That?s a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin??
You trippin?, more records could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether catholic or christian
Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
With probable cause, it?s probably sendin? out to prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five?s and nines than a deck of cards
[tony yayo]
You can take me out the ?hood, but can?t take the ?hood out me (?cause what? )
?cause I?m ghetto, I?m ghetto
Niggas hate when you do good
But when you broke, your friends and your enemies
They love you, they love you
Cheche, get the llello
Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the trail
Cheche, get the llello
Picture me being crack (tony yayo!)
You can sift me, cut me, I?ll turn you to a junkie
I?m the number one seller in the whole fuckin? country
Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the low
White boys don?t call me coke, they call me blow
It?s time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane
I?ll smuggle, I?m nothin? but trouble
I?ll make your money double
Cook me in baking soda
I?ll turn your hooprock into a new range rover
I?ll pay all your bills and fill your ?frigerator
Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
Put me in your nik?s, timbs or reeboks
If you cop three and a half you hustlin? backwards
Cop a hundred grams, you movin? forwards
You tryin? to move more birds
...in pa all day, on the corner of third
[50 cent]
You can take me out the ?hood, but can?t take the ?hood out me (what? )
?cause I?m ghetto, I?m ghetto
Picture me polishin? pistols, I?m comin? to get you
The shells hit you, you screamin?
Think I?m playin?? I mean it
Man, I done bought all these pistols
Lets get it poppin?
Start wavin? my emboies shell cases get the droppin? (c?mon)
Like if it?s down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
I?m outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin? I?m stoppin?
I?m dyin? to pop it, I?m young and I?m restless, you know my contestants
As the world turns, there?s lessons to be learned
Count all my blessin?s, clean up my weapons
I?m ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like 50 nice chain
Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
Burn out, can?t stop gotta watch mtv, bet
Nigga you see me!
I wonder if you mad, ?cause I?m doin? good
Or ?cause niggas feelin? me more than you in your own ?hood
And it hurts ?cause you love ?em and they don?t love you back
?cause they know you just rappin? and you don?t bust a gat
You pussy
Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigga
They know you fuckin? frontin? nigga
Talkin? like gangstas on a record, I see you nigga
Niggas know me nigga, ask around in my ?hood nigga
Read the daily news nigga you see them talkin? about me nigga
I?m in the middle of all kinds of shit
Pussy, lets get it poppin?
50 cent - 5 heartbeats
[50 Cent:]
Nights like this
I wish
Rain drops would fall a all
5 heartbeats left
One last deep breath
Freeze
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I got a 16 shot Ruger I got 16 cars
All over how I write 16 bars
Ja, Joe and Jada they're fuckin' retards
I run Interscope oh oh my god
Your stuff I'll make it hot
You want I'll get ya shot
[gunshots over vocals] your coffin'
You're dead men walking
Now when I'm out in London they say I'm so smart
I fired rounds from pounds I came up so hard
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I been around the world and aiya ya ya
Must be goin' crazy
Cause I'm still down to get down to let off rounds
I'm loadin' up my 380
I can't wait 'till I see death
[Whoo Kid:] (Damn!, Bring it back)
[50 Cent:]
Nights like this
I wish
Rain drops would fall a all
5 heartbeats left
One last deep breath
Freeze
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I got a 16 shot Ruger I got 16 cars
All over how I write 16 bars
Ja, Joe and Jada they're fuckin' retards
I run Interscope oh oh my god
Your stuff I'll make it hot
You want I'll get ya shot
(gunshots over vocals) your coffin'
You're dead men walking
Now when I'm out in London they say I'm so smart
I fired rounds from pounds I came up so hard
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I been around the world and aiya ya ya
Must be goin' crazy
Cause I'm still down to get down to let off rounds
I'm loadin' up my 380
I can't wait 'till I see death
Oh babyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Nigga I'm gonna I'm gonna find you
[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
I'm tryin' to pray to the preacher man but he in new gators
My ASCAP check got a nigga new haters
The condos in Vegas cause NY freezin'
My strap is the reason
That you on the floor bleedin'
Came up in the game young watchin' 50
And learned the dope game fast ask Bo-Diddly
Automatic Mossberg in the all white fur
Shotgun pellets out of snow white spur
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I been around the world and aiya ya ya
Must be goin' crazy
Cause I'm still down to get down to let off rounds
I'm loadin' up my 380
I can't wait 'till I see death
Oh babyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Nigga I'm gonna I'm gonna find you
[50 Cent:]
Its the first of the month
ha ha, its the first of the motherfuckin' month nigga
Oh! its a fuckin' zoo out here man
These fuckin' chimpanzees man
Fuckin' monkeys talkin' 'bout me man
Pull through there man its hot
These niggas out on the curb
I'm like look at these donkies
Bunch of fuckin' jackasses
Man go do something nigga
What the fuck man
Damn nigga go to jail nigga
Give yourself an excuse for bein' fuckin' broke nigga
Come on man
Fuck is up man
This 50 man
South Side man
You already know what I'm about boy
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