50 Cent - 9 Shots (Official Music Video)
50 Cent - 9 Shots (Official Music Video)
[Intro]
Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Shooter, shooter
Shooter, shooter
[Verse]
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
[Outro]
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
[Intro]Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Shooter, shooter
Shooter, shooter
[Verse]
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
[Outro]
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 Lyrics Hustler
50 Cent Lyrics Hustler Vevo Official Music Video
"Hustler"
Don't make this complicated (don't make it!)
My old school candy painted (for real!)
I hustle hard
When I come through they're like "Oh my God!" (THAT NIGGA CLEAN!)
[Chorus:]
From the beginning it was written I suppose
I break a whole into 36 O's - and move it
I'm a hustler baby (can you dig it?)
I'm a hustler baby
My mind on the money, I ain't trippin on the hoes
I blow a whole lot of paper on clothes - but dig it
I'm a hustler baby (can you dig it?)
I'm a hustler baby
My old school candy painted (for real!)
I hustle hard
When I come through they're like "Oh my God!" (THAT NIGGA CLEAN!)
[Chorus:]
From the beginning it was written I suppose
I break a whole into 36 O's - and move it
I'm a hustler baby (can you dig it?)
I'm a hustler baby
My mind on the money, I ain't trippin on the hoes
I blow a whole lot of paper on clothes - but dig it
I'm a hustler baby (can you dig it?)
I'm a hustler baby
50 Cent Lyrics We Up (Explicit) ft. Kendrick Lamar
50 Cent Lyrics We Up (Explicit) ft. Kendrick Lamar Vevo Official Music Video
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"We Up"
(feat. Kendrick Lamar & Kidd Kidd)
(feat. Kendrick Lamar & Kidd Kidd)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yeah, Uh huh
I'm round the bullshit like a matador
I'm used to the bullshit, it don't matter, boy
Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and double knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
That pussy make a weak nigga break down
So what you want, the cheese or the cheeks?
You want the cheeks but she want the cheese
A bitch gotta eat
I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from
I'm a southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next nigga corners come outline
You ain't made of what I'm made of
You a bum nigga with a bum bitch
Who's shoes come from Bakers
Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
What kind of rich nigga bitch look like that?
[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh)
Penalized every ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in your video get you locked in tha' bing
Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean
Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up
Charity work, parking tickets and no charges
Fuck nigga you fucked over your father, when he gave you a dick should have been a bitch in pajamas
I made my first million fucking dollars
Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and binocular
I'm scared, this shit don't happens to everybody
I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer
Debating on should I fuck, or jump on her single
20 thou, she got a hell of a adlib
I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids, K-Dot
[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga
[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
'Round the world tourin', the city got borin'
Bury me a G with a new pair of Jordans
Coupe foreign, top peeled like an orange
Blue Ferrari, so many iron horses
Living life with no worries
My gun got a Zodiac sign, it's a Taurus
Don't make it slam on you like Amar'e
M'zone, Rida gang, end of story
Oops that's your baby, my bad, I'm sorry
She call me daddy too, we should be on Maury
Everything you aren't, fly nigga soaring
Purple label Ralph Lauren, kick game like Atari
You so special, bedroom or restroom
Just keep performing, Go girl
About to film a movie, guess who it's starring?
(Ahhh.)
[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin', and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga
[Outro:]
Good pussy for dinner or bomb kush for breakfast
D'D-Deep-colored VS stones around my neck bitch
Feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin'), feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin')
Yeah, Uh huh
I'm round the bullshit like a matador
I'm used to the bullshit, it don't matter, boy
Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and double knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
That pussy make a weak nigga break down
So what you want, the cheese or the cheeks?
You want the cheeks but she want the cheese
A bitch gotta eat
I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from
I'm a southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next nigga corners come outline
You ain't made of what I'm made of
You a bum nigga with a bum bitch
Who's shoes come from Bakers
Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
What kind of rich nigga bitch look like that?
[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh)
Penalized every ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in your video get you locked in tha' bing
Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean
Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up
Charity work, parking tickets and no charges
Fuck nigga you fucked over your father, when he gave you a dick should have been a bitch in pajamas
I made my first million fucking dollars
Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and binocular
I'm scared, this shit don't happens to everybody
I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer
Debating on should I fuck, or jump on her single
20 thou, she got a hell of a adlib
I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids, K-Dot
[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga
[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
'Round the world tourin', the city got borin'
Bury me a G with a new pair of Jordans
Coupe foreign, top peeled like an orange
Blue Ferrari, so many iron horses
Living life with no worries
My gun got a Zodiac sign, it's a Taurus
Don't make it slam on you like Amar'e
M'zone, Rida gang, end of story
Oops that's your baby, my bad, I'm sorry
She call me daddy too, we should be on Maury
Everything you aren't, fly nigga soaring
Purple label Ralph Lauren, kick game like Atari
You so special, bedroom or restroom
Just keep performing, Go girl
About to film a movie, guess who it's starring?
(Ahhh.)
[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin', and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga
[Outro:]
Good pussy for dinner or bomb kush for breakfast
D'D-Deep-colored VS stones around my neck bitch
Feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin'), feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin')
50 Cent Lyrics My Life ft. Eminem, Adam Levine
50 Cent Lyrics My Life ft. Eminem, Adam Levine Vevo Official Music Video
"My Life"
(feat. Eminem & Adam Levine)
(feat. Eminem & Adam Levine)
(That's what I think he said...)
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion, it's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
Yeah, '03 I went from quite filthy to filthy rich
Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to
I'm a writer, I'm a fighter, entrepreneur
Fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver, what's it to you?
The track I lace it, it's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback kid
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
While you were sipping your own kool-aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spa-get-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the beginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plugged in the
Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the other end of 'em then plug them, motherfuckers in each
One of your eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about the same
Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every time I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
It's like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn out like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning like Shady (hah)
> Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked
Mad quick, wrap your head up in plastic
Pussy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it
This a gift God given like the air in the lungs
Of every fucking thing livin'
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion, it's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
Yeah, '03 I went from quite filthy to filthy rich
Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch
I tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to
I'm a writer, I'm a fighter, entrepreneur
Fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver, what's it to you?
The track I lace it, it's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback kid
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
While you were sipping your own kool-aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spa-get-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the beginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plugged in the
Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the other end of 'em then plug them, motherfuckers in each
One of your eye sockets cause I thought you might finally fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about the same
Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but every time I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
It's like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know shit would turn out like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning like Shady (hah)
> Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked
Mad quick, wrap your head up in plastic
Pussy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
Accept it, respect it
This a gift God given like the air in the lungs
Of every fucking thing livin'
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
But there's no place to go, no place to go
All the confusion,
It's an illusion
Like a movie, got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide,
No matter how hard I try
50 Cent Lyrics Window Shopper
50 Cent Lyrics Window Shopper Vevo Official Music Video
"Window Shopper"
[Intro]
Ohh
The top feels so much better than the bottom
So much better
[Chorus:]
[Clean version:]
Ja you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Jada you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
[Dirty version:]
Nigga you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy
Nigga you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying to get a test drive
Nigga you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
[Verse 1]
Summertime white porche carrera is milky
Im on the grind let my paper stack when I'm filthy
Funny how a nigga get the screw facing at me
Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, southsides the hood that I come from
So I dont cruise to nobodys hood without my gun
You know the kid aint gonna follow that bullshit
try and stick me imma let off a full clip
It aint my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you put a G up
Everybody mad when their paper dont stack right
When I come around y'all niggas better act right
When we got the tops down, you can hear the system thump
When we rollin' rollin' rollin'
Shut your block down, quick to put a hole in a chump
nigga When we rollin' rollin' rollin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
niggas Love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come scoop me up in LAX and I hop in
When it comes to bad bitches you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts, some from Compton
You know a nigga wanna see how cali girls freak off
After that 5 hour flight from New York
I start spitting G at a bitch like a pimp man
Tell her meet me at The Mondrian so we can do our thing
She can bring the lingerie with her I suppose
And we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes
She can run and tell her best friend bout my sex game
Her best friend could potentially be next man
Listen man, shit changed
I came up from doing my thang
Homey I'm holing, holing, holing
shit man, the store owner watching you
For something get stolen, stolen, stolen
Ohh
The top feels so much better than the bottom
So much better
[Chorus:]
[Clean version:]
Ja you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Jada you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
[Dirty version:]
Nigga you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy
Nigga you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying to get a test drive
Nigga you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
[Verse 1]
Summertime white porche carrera is milky
Im on the grind let my paper stack when I'm filthy
Funny how a nigga get the screw facing at me
Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, southsides the hood that I come from
So I dont cruise to nobodys hood without my gun
You know the kid aint gonna follow that bullshit
try and stick me imma let off a full clip
It aint my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you put a G up
Everybody mad when their paper dont stack right
When I come around y'all niggas better act right
When we got the tops down, you can hear the system thump
When we rollin' rollin' rollin'
Shut your block down, quick to put a hole in a chump
nigga When we rollin' rollin' rollin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
niggas Love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come scoop me up in LAX and I hop in
When it comes to bad bitches you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts, some from Compton
You know a nigga wanna see how cali girls freak off
After that 5 hour flight from New York
I start spitting G at a bitch like a pimp man
Tell her meet me at The Mondrian so we can do our thing
She can bring the lingerie with her I suppose
And we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes
She can run and tell her best friend bout my sex game
Her best friend could potentially be next man
Listen man, shit changed
I came up from doing my thang
Homey I'm holing, holing, holing
shit man, the store owner watching you
For something get stolen, stolen, stolen
50 Cent Lyrics Straight To The Bank
50 Cent Lyrics Straight To The Bank Vevo Official Music Video
"Straight To The Bank"
[Intro]
Yeah!!! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and Phillies
When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit
[Verse 1:]
I'm in my Lambo maggot, my fo' fo' faggot
Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget
See the shit I got on, homey I hate too
My Teflon arm brought my government issues
I'll hit your vertebrate bullets rip through tissues
Your wife on the futon hugging that shitsu
Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways
Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's
And got more whips than a runaway slave
Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades
When I made fifty mill, Em got paid
When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid
When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid
I ain't even gotta rap now life is made
Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy mayne
[Chorus:]
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing
[Verse 2:]
I see nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold
Got it off the street moving bundles and loads
Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll
Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll
No more platinum I'm wearing gold
I'm internationally known as the kid with the flow
That brings enough dough it's never enough dough
Shit I need mo' I need shit out the sto'
Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo'
Stashbox by the dashbox in case they want war
Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law
I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure
I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy
I set the club on fire I told ya
I'm the general salute me soldier
[Chorus:]
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing
[Outro:]
Now work it out now, shorty work it out, work it out
I wanna see you, break it down
Now back it up now, you know what I'm about
It's like a bank job I'm in and I'm out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out
Yeah!!! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and Phillies
When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit
[Verse 1:]
I'm in my Lambo maggot, my fo' fo' faggot
Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget
See the shit I got on, homey I hate too
My Teflon arm brought my government issues
I'll hit your vertebrate bullets rip through tissues
Your wife on the futon hugging that shitsu
Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways
Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's
And got more whips than a runaway slave
Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades
When I made fifty mill, Em got paid
When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid
When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid
I ain't even gotta rap now life is made
Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy mayne
[Chorus:]
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing
[Verse 2:]
I see nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold
Got it off the street moving bundles and loads
Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll
Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll
No more platinum I'm wearing gold
I'm internationally known as the kid with the flow
That brings enough dough it's never enough dough
Shit I need mo' I need shit out the sto'
Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo'
Stashbox by the dashbox in case they want war
Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law
I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure
I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy
I set the club on fire I told ya
I'm the general salute me soldier
[Chorus:]
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I'm laughing
[Outro:]
Now work it out now, shorty work it out, work it out
I wanna see you, break it down
Now back it up now, you know what I'm about
It's like a bank job I'm in and I'm out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out
50 Cent Lyrics Amusement Park
50 Cent Lyrics Amusement Park Vevo Official Music Video
"Amusement Park"
[50 Cent Talking]
50
Ferrari
F50
[Chorus:]
Shawty you don't have to take your panties off
Just move 'em to the side
If you wanna ride on the roller coaster
Baby come on and ride
It go up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
It's on tonight I know what you like
I know just how to break you off
[Verse 1]
Good evening ladies, I'll tell you from the start
I'm hoping you enjoy my amusement park
There's lots of activities, fun things to do
And I find my pleasure in pleasing you
Some rides go fast, some rides go slow
If you fear heights when I'm high hell yeah I'll go low
It taste so sweet, that sticky cotton candy
If you get carried away
We'll be starting a family
This is a perfect time for a magic trick
Girl, you know it's no fun without the magic stick
Now watch me as I pull a rabbit out a hat
Then you can use the rabbit all over your cat
Applause now that's the first half of my act
I started out like a pimp
Now I'm more like a mac
I don't need your paper just don't fuck with my stack
Oh it's like that
yeah it's like that
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now you can ride the horse round the carousel
Explosion, Trojans, all in the hotel
Put me to the test girl, I don't fail
I work it out, without a doubt
There's plenty water rising sure to get you wet in the pop
Have your lustious seductions considered or not
Throw a hoop around the bottle
I'll be your teddy bear
Whatever color you like, you know I don't care
I really wanna thank you for attending this affair
Now go encourage your friends to come have fun here
I smile when I speak
But I'm being sincere
Your pass is valid all summer my dear
So at your convenience you can always return
There're so many tricks to the trade you should learn
Suck that, lick that, swallow that lolly pop
forget that, grab that, ride it non-stop
50
Ferrari
F50
[Chorus:]
Shawty you don't have to take your panties off
Just move 'em to the side
If you wanna ride on the roller coaster
Baby come on and ride
It go up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
It's on tonight I know what you like
I know just how to break you off
[Verse 1]
Good evening ladies, I'll tell you from the start
I'm hoping you enjoy my amusement park
There's lots of activities, fun things to do
And I find my pleasure in pleasing you
Some rides go fast, some rides go slow
If you fear heights when I'm high hell yeah I'll go low
It taste so sweet, that sticky cotton candy
If you get carried away
We'll be starting a family
This is a perfect time for a magic trick
Girl, you know it's no fun without the magic stick
Now watch me as I pull a rabbit out a hat
Then you can use the rabbit all over your cat
Applause now that's the first half of my act
I started out like a pimp
Now I'm more like a mac
I don't need your paper just don't fuck with my stack
Oh it's like that
yeah it's like that
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now you can ride the horse round the carousel
Explosion, Trojans, all in the hotel
Put me to the test girl, I don't fail
I work it out, without a doubt
There's plenty water rising sure to get you wet in the pop
Have your lustious seductions considered or not
Throw a hoop around the bottle
I'll be your teddy bear
Whatever color you like, you know I don't care
I really wanna thank you for attending this affair
Now go encourage your friends to come have fun here
I smile when I speak
But I'm being sincere
Your pass is valid all summer my dear
So at your convenience you can always return
There're so many tricks to the trade you should learn
Suck that, lick that, swallow that lolly pop
forget that, grab that, ride it non-stop
50 Cent Lyrics Do You Think About Me
50 Cent Lyrics Do You Think About Me Vevo Official Music Video
"Do You Think About Me"
[Verse 1:]
You think about money when you think about me huh,
That's why my ex's my ex you don't want to be her,
She used to have the beemer, now she own a sneaker,
I had her eating lobster now she eating pizza,
I think about easter when I think about Keyshia,
Shorty stay fly that's why I keep her,
Round like the reefer, brown Mona Lisa,
She good if I leave her she got her own visa,
Think about them when you about frontin
Think about stuntin when you think about me,
I'm the boss bentley or the porsche,
Overseas jet skis slide across,
I love the way you dress,
Now take it off,
Put your legs high on my shoulders across,
I'm racing through your mind but you already lost,
I'm at the finish line and your the friend of mine,
Come on let's ride
[Chorus:]
Just a lil bit
Every now and then
God damn girl we used to be friends
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
[Verse 2:]
I think like a hustler,
I'm thinking bout a shipment,
She thinking I'm her hustle,
So she thinking bout commitment,
It's like paul Mc Cartney stuck in my head,
Fell in love with a bitch walked away with one leg,
She ain't even have to run to get away with the bread,
That's some fucked up shit
Think about that kid,
I'm thinking what this bitch thinking when she take me to court,
I pay my child support, what the fuck she want,
This relationship, shit it's too much for me,
I wanna fuck, be friends, and live comfortably
She wanna shine and blow minds on shopping sprees,
She should have what she wants just not for me,
I'm thinking bout my future she part of my past,
She don't care bout me she just want some cash,
I'm thinking damn girl, we used to be friends,
How did shit become all about m's
[Chorus:]
Just a lil bit
Every now and then
God damn girl we used to be friends
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Do you think about me,
I know you think about me,
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
I know you think about me,
You were so special to me
Do you think about me
You think about money when you think about me huh,
That's why my ex's my ex you don't want to be her,
She used to have the beemer, now she own a sneaker,
I had her eating lobster now she eating pizza,
I think about easter when I think about Keyshia,
Shorty stay fly that's why I keep her,
Round like the reefer, brown Mona Lisa,
She good if I leave her she got her own visa,
Think about them when you about frontin
Think about stuntin when you think about me,
I'm the boss bentley or the porsche,
Overseas jet skis slide across,
I love the way you dress,
Now take it off,
Put your legs high on my shoulders across,
I'm racing through your mind but you already lost,
I'm at the finish line and your the friend of mine,
Come on let's ride
[Chorus:]
Just a lil bit
Every now and then
God damn girl we used to be friends
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
[Verse 2:]
I think like a hustler,
I'm thinking bout a shipment,
She thinking I'm her hustle,
So she thinking bout commitment,
It's like paul Mc Cartney stuck in my head,
Fell in love with a bitch walked away with one leg,
She ain't even have to run to get away with the bread,
That's some fucked up shit
Think about that kid,
I'm thinking what this bitch thinking when she take me to court,
I pay my child support, what the fuck she want,
This relationship, shit it's too much for me,
I wanna fuck, be friends, and live comfortably
She wanna shine and blow minds on shopping sprees,
She should have what she wants just not for me,
I'm thinking bout my future she part of my past,
She don't care bout me she just want some cash,
I'm thinking damn girl, we used to be friends,
How did shit become all about m's
[Chorus:]
Just a lil bit
Every now and then
God damn girl we used to be friends
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Do you think about me,
I know you think about me,
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
Just a lil bit
I know you think about me,
You were so special to me
Do you think about me
50 Cent Lyrics Baby By Me ft. Ne-Yo
50 Cent Lyrics Baby By Me ft. Ne-Yo Vevo Official Music Video
"Baby By Me"
(feat. Ne-Yo)
(feat. Ne-Yo)
[Intro: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 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, Be a millionaire
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, Be a millionaire
[Chorus: 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)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see waht I mean, come come come
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yeah 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 little bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat, you're sweatin I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper, I told ya I'll 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'll use my tongue baby, I'll leave you sprung baby
I'll have ya head spinnin sayin 50 so crazy
[Chorus: 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)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see what I mean, come see what I mean
[Bridge: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 50 Cent (Ne-Yo)]
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ohhhh)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Owww)
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ohhhh)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (owww)
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Girl I want you to give me what you got and give me more
Girl you can start on top or on fours
You know I like it, when you get into it
Don't nobody do it, uh, like I do it
Feel the rush, from my touch, get intoxicated
Drunk off my love, call the Hennesey thug
Passion, ya laughin, I can make you smile on the regular
Tell me what you want, shorty, that's what I'ma get ya
Yeah, I need you to be what I need, more than liquor or weed
I need you to maybe give me a seed
I need you to give me reason to breathe
I need you, I'm tellin this so you know what I need
I'd be a part-time or full-time lovers, a meant-to-be lover
Don't matter which way it go, I'm oh so gutta
Girl you could get it however you wan' get it
I'm feelin you, still feelin you right now, get it
[Chorus: 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)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see what I mean, come see what I mean
[Outro: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 50 Cent]
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, 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, 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, Be a millionaire
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, Be a millionaire
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, Be a millionaire
[Chorus: 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)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see waht I mean, come come come
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yeah 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 little bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat, you're sweatin I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper, I told ya I'll 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'll use my tongue baby, I'll leave you sprung baby
I'll have ya head spinnin sayin 50 so crazy
[Chorus: 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)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see what I mean, come see what I mean
[Bridge: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 50 Cent (Ne-Yo)]
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ohhhh)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Owww)
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ohhhh)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (owww)
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Girl I want you to give me what you got and give me more
Girl you can start on top or on fours
You know I like it, when you get into it
Don't nobody do it, uh, like I do it
Feel the rush, from my touch, get intoxicated
Drunk off my love, call the Hennesey thug
Passion, ya laughin, I can make you smile on the regular
Tell me what you want, shorty, that's what I'ma get ya
Yeah, I need you to be what I need, more than liquor or weed
I need you to maybe give me a seed
I need you to give me reason to breathe
I need you, I'm tellin this so you know what I need
I'd be a part-time or full-time lovers, a meant-to-be lover
Don't matter which way it go, I'm oh so gutta
Girl you could get it however you wan' get it
I'm feelin you, still feelin you right now, get it
[Chorus: 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)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see what I mean, come see what I mean
[Outro: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 50 Cent]
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, 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, 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, Be a millionaire
50 Cent Lyrics Best Friend ft. Olivia
50 Cent Lyrics Best Friend ft. Olivia Vevo Official Music Video
"Best Friend (Remix)"
(feat. Olivia)
(feat. Olivia)
Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tape
WOO!!!
I've waited I've waited
Time went by
All I did was cry
Sillyyyyy
[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 hair
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
[Olivia]
You said that I could call U whenever I needed some one to listen to me
That's why I'm here standing by your side cause your always come thru for me
So many others tried to be were you are but they just wanted to do me
But you took your time and now I'm satisfied that's why I want U all to me
Cause if you were my best friend id want U round all the time
Can I be your best friend I promise boy you'll be mine
I said he's just a friend baby its not pretend either he is or he aint my man
I said he's just a friend
[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 Cmon
[Olivia]
Im not affraid you explore my body
Oo give me that feeling now we can watch some tv
Or play a cd mabye that sexual healing
You try to sing to me but your never on the key
But u do it just to appese me
Id rather spend my time wasting time with you
You ooooh you make it so easy
Cause if you were my best friend id want U round all the time
Can I be your best friend I promise boy you'll be mine
I said he's just a friend baby its not pretend either he is or he aint my man
I said he's just a friend
We been better then friends
For a long time
Aint no need to pretend
You'll always be mine
We been better then friends
For a long time
Aint no fibbing or faking
You'll always be mine
[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
WOO!!!
I've waited I've waited
Time went by
All I did was cry
Sillyyyyy
[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 hair
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
[Olivia]
You said that I could call U whenever I needed some one to listen to me
That's why I'm here standing by your side cause your always come thru for me
So many others tried to be were you are but they just wanted to do me
But you took your time and now I'm satisfied that's why I want U all to me
Cause if you were my best friend id want U round all the time
Can I be your best friend I promise boy you'll be mine
I said he's just a friend baby its not pretend either he is or he aint my man
I said he's just a friend
[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 Cmon
[Olivia]
Im not affraid you explore my body
Oo give me that feeling now we can watch some tv
Or play a cd mabye that sexual healing
You try to sing to me but your never on the key
But u do it just to appese me
Id rather spend my time wasting time with you
You ooooh you make it so easy
Cause if you were my best friend id want U round all the time
Can I be your best friend I promise boy you'll be mine
I said he's just a friend baby its not pretend either he is or he aint my man
I said he's just a friend
We been better then friends
For a long time
Aint no need to pretend
You'll always be mine
We been better then friends
For a long time
Aint no fibbing or faking
You'll always be mine
[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 Lyrics Hustlers Ambition
50 Cent Lyrics Hustler's Ambition Vevo Music Video Official
"Hustlers Ambition"
(Like the fire needs the air)
(I won't burn unless your there)
Yea, I need you, I need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
You know, it's real shit, feel this!
[Verse 1]
America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me
Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take spit over raymo shit, I'm a vandal
Got that silver duck tape on my Trey Eight handle
The women on my life bring confusion shit
So like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggas around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up
I build an empire on the low the narc's don't know
I'm the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreaming
Niggas be scheming, I'm fiendin to live a good life
The fiends just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
[Chorus]
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while I'm trying to get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want to find the thing thats in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
[Verse 2]
Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black talents start flying, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggas can't fuck with me
Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shit
Send me them seeds I'll grow 'em what they need
Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronic
And I'm selling them 500 a pop god damn it
I sold everything I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine
If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook
What goes in my mind, it's contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If the rap was the block or spider, I'll be that potent product
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, getting money man
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumping, shotgun dumping and drama means nothing
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switching lanes
In the jewels with your chains
I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS
Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Played it perf and get nauseous, watching the spinner spin
I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on me
The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me
Racist, pointing at me look at the nigga ratchi
Hello!
(I won't burn unless your there)
Yea, I need you, I need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
You know, it's real shit, feel this!
[Verse 1]
America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me
Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take spit over raymo shit, I'm a vandal
Got that silver duck tape on my Trey Eight handle
The women on my life bring confusion shit
So like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggas around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up
I build an empire on the low the narc's don't know
I'm the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreaming
Niggas be scheming, I'm fiendin to live a good life
The fiends just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
[Chorus]
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while I'm trying to get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want to find the thing thats in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
[Verse 2]
Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black talents start flying, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggas can't fuck with me
Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shit
Send me them seeds I'll grow 'em what they need
Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronic
And I'm selling them 500 a pop god damn it
I sold everything I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine
If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA of a crook
What goes in my mind, it's contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If the rap was the block or spider, I'll be that potent product
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, getting money man
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumping, shotgun dumping and drama means nothing
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switching lanes
In the jewels with your chains
I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS
Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Played it perf and get nauseous, watching the spinner spin
I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them hollow tips bent me up, but I'm back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on me
The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me
Racist, pointing at me look at the nigga ratchi
Hello!
50 Cent Lyrics I Get Money
50 Cent Lyrics I Get Money Vevo Music Video Official
"I Get Money"
I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money (50)
[Chorus]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
[Verse 1]
I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks,
Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the f**k?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the f**k cares
Im stanky rich
Ima die tryna spend this shit
Southside's up in in this bitch
Yeah i smell like the vault
I used to sell dope
I did play the block
Now i play on boats
In the south of France
Baby, St. Tropez
Get a tan? im already black
Rich? I'm already that
Gangsta, get a gat
Hit a head in a hat
Call that a riddle rap
Shit, f**k the chitter chat
I'm the baker, i bake the bread
The barber, i cut ya head
The marksman, i spray the lead
"I blood clot, chop ya leg"
Do not f**k with the kid
I get biz wit the cigg
I come where you live
Ya dead!
[Chorus:]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
[Verse 2]
You can call this my new shit
But it aint new tho
I got rid of my old bitch
Now i got new hoes
First is was the Benzo
Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, im sorry!
I keep blowin up! (Oh!!)
They call me the cake man
The strawberry shake man
I spray the AR
Make your whole click breakdance
Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then
9 shells, Mac-10,
"who wan get it crackin?!"
I was young, i couldnt do good
Now i cant do bad
I ride, wreck the new Jag
I just buy the new Jag
Now nigga why you mad?
Oh you cant do that
Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky
I come up out the jewler, they callin me Rocky
Its the ice on my neck man, the wrist and my left hand
Bling like BLAOW
You like my style
Ha ha im headin to the bank right now
[Chorus:]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk
Like a teflon Don, but i run New York
When i come outta court, yea i pop the Colt
I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk
I I get it,
In the hood if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya im bout my bread
I I get it,
Round the world if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya they love the kid
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah, yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa..
I get money, money is got
Im back on the streets man,
I get money, money is got
Im bringin the heat man,
I get money, money is got
Im on my grind,
Money I got, money is got
Like all the time,
I get money, money is got
Tryna stop my shine,
I get money, money is got
Ill cock my 9
Dont get outta line,
Money I got, money is got
I said dont get outta line
I I get it..
I I get it..
Yeah, yeah.
[Chorus]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
[Verse 1]
I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks,
Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the f**k?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the f**k cares
Im stanky rich
Ima die tryna spend this shit
Southside's up in in this bitch
Yeah i smell like the vault
I used to sell dope
I did play the block
Now i play on boats
In the south of France
Baby, St. Tropez
Get a tan? im already black
Rich? I'm already that
Gangsta, get a gat
Hit a head in a hat
Call that a riddle rap
Shit, f**k the chitter chat
I'm the baker, i bake the bread
The barber, i cut ya head
The marksman, i spray the lead
"I blood clot, chop ya leg"
Do not f**k with the kid
I get biz wit the cigg
I come where you live
Ya dead!
[Chorus:]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
[Verse 2]
You can call this my new shit
But it aint new tho
I got rid of my old bitch
Now i got new hoes
First is was the Benzo
Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, im sorry!
I keep blowin up! (Oh!!)
They call me the cake man
The strawberry shake man
I spray the AR
Make your whole click breakdance
Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then
9 shells, Mac-10,
"who wan get it crackin?!"
I was young, i couldnt do good
Now i cant do bad
I ride, wreck the new Jag
I just buy the new Jag
Now nigga why you mad?
Oh you cant do that
Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky
I come up out the jewler, they callin me Rocky
Its the ice on my neck man, the wrist and my left hand
Bling like BLAOW
You like my style
Ha ha im headin to the bank right now
[Chorus:]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk
Like a teflon Don, but i run New York
When i come outta court, yea i pop the Colt
I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk
I I get it,
In the hood if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya im bout my bread
I I get it,
Round the world if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya they love the kid
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah, yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa..
I get money, money is got
Im back on the streets man,
I get money, money is got
Im bringin the heat man,
I get money, money is got
Im on my grind,
Money I got, money is got
Like all the time,
I get money, money is got
Tryna stop my shine,
I get money, money is got
Ill cock my 9
Dont get outta line,
Money I got, money is got
I said dont get outta line
I I get it..
I I get it..
Yeah, yeah.
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