Go, go, go, go, go, go

Go, shorty

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

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed

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 hoes down, G's up

I see Xzibit in the Cut, that 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 don't walk wit' a limp (I'm ight)

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 full of focused man, my money on my mind

I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind

Now shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow

Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex I, ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed

My flow, my show brought me the doe

That bought me all my fancy things

My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels

Look, nigga, I done came up and I ain't change

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 jaws get to bumpin' in the club it's on

I wink my eye at you, 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 'cuz go 'head switch the style up

If the niggas hate then let 'em hate and watch the money pile up

Or we go upside they head wit' a bottle of bub

They know where we fuckin' be

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs

I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love

So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed

Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either, nigga

We in the club all the time, nigga, it's about to pop off, nigga

G-Unit

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 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

I don't play no games (I don't play no games)

So when I'm in that thing (when I'm in that thing)

Come see what I mean (see what I mean)

See what I mean, ow (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 come come

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 (crazy, crazy)

I don't play no games (I don't play no games)

So when I'm in that thing (when I'm in that thing)

Come see what I mean (see what I mean)

See what I mean, ow (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

Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Oh)

Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)

Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ow)

Be a millionaire, be a, Be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)

Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Oh)

Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)

Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (ow)

Be a millionaire, be a, be a millionaire

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 Hennessey thug

Passion, ya laughin', I can make you smile on the regular

Tell me what you want, shorty, that's what I'm a 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, significant other

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

I don't play no games (I don't play no games)

So when I'm in that thing (when I'm in that thang)

Come see what I mean (see what I mean)

See what I mean, ow (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

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

New York City

You are now rocking, with 50 Cent

You gotta love it

I just wanna chill and twist the lah

Catch stunts in my 7-45

You drive me crazy, shorty, I

Need to see you and feel you next to me

I provide everything you need and I

Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry

Got some questions that I got to ask and I

Hope you can come up with the answers babe

Girl, it's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

Girl, it's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me girl?

If I fell off tomorrow would you still love me?

If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?

If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century

Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?

If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz, would you poof and disappear

Like some of my friends?

If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?

If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?

I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive

I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside

If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King

Would you be ashamed to tell your friends that you feelin' me?

In the bed if I used my tongue would you like that?

If I wrote you a love letter would you write back?

Now we can have a lil' drink, you know a nightcap

And we could go do what you like, I know you like that (like that)

Girl, it's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

Girl, it's easy to love me now (woo)

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me girl?

Now would you leave me if your father found out I was thuggin'?

Do you believe me when I tell you, you the one I'm loving?

Are you mad 'cause I'm asking you twenty-one questions?

Are you my soulmate? 'Cause if so, girl you a blessing

Do you trust me enough, to tell me your dreams?

I'm staring at ya trying to figure how you got in them jeans

If I was down would you say things to make me smile?

I treat you how you want to be treated just teach me how

If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see?

And when you asked me about it I said it wasn't me

Would you believe me? Or up and leave me?

How deep is our bond if that's all it takes for you to be gone?

We only humans girl we make mistakes, to make it up I do whatever it take

I love you like a fat kid love cake

You know my style I say anything to make you smile

Girl, it's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me?

Girl, it's easy to love me now

Would you love me if I was down and out?

Would you still have love for me

Could you love me in a Bentley? (Girl)

Could you love me on a bus?

I'll ask twenty-one questions, and they all about us

Could you love me in a Bentley?

Could you love me on a bus?

I'll ask twenty-one questions, and they all about us

50... Ferrari F50

(Hook)

Shorty you aint gotta take your panties off,

Just pull em to the side,

If you want to ride on the roller coaster baby come on and ride,

They go up and down,

And round and round, stand up or get on the floor,

Its on tonight,

I know what you like,

I know just how to break you off.

(1st Verse)

Good evening ladies,

I'll tell you from the start, I'm hoping you enjoy my amusement park,

Theres lots of activities fun things to do,

And i'll find my pleasure in pleasing you,

Some rides go fast, some rides go slow,

You fear heights when im high, hell yeah i go low!

It tastes so sweet, thats sticky cotton candy,

You get carried away, we can start a family.

Its a perfect time for a magic trick,

Girl you know its no fun without the magic stick!

Now watch me, as I pull a rabbit out the hat,

And you can use the rabbit all over your cat.

Applaude now its the first half of my act,

Started out a pimp, now im more like a mac.

I dont need your paper, just dont fuck with my stacks,

Oh its like that? Yeah its like that!

(Hook)

Shorty you ain't gotta take your panties off,

Just pull em to the side,

If you want to ride on the roller coaster baby come on and ride,

They go up and down,

And round and round, stand up or get on the floor,

Its on tonight,

I know what you like,

I know just how to break you off.

Now you can ride the horse around the carousel,

Exploded trojans all in the hotel,

Put me to the test girl i dont fail,

I work it out, without a doubt!

(2nd Verse)

Theres plenty water rides, im sure to get you wet in the park,

Have you lust and seductious considering a knot,

Throw a loop around the bottle, i'll be your teddy bear,

Whatever color you like, you know i dont care.

I really want to thank you for attending this affair.

Now go encourage your friends to come have fun here.

I smile when i speak, but im being senciere,

And your pass is valid all summer my dear.

So at your convenience you can always return,

Theres so many tricks to the trade you should learn.

Suck that,

Lick that,

Swallow that lollipop.

Forget that,

Grip that,

Ride it nonstop!

(Hook)

Shorty you aint gotta take your panties off,

Just pull em to the side,

If you want to ride on the roller coaster baby come on and ride,

They go up and down,

And round and round, stand up or get on the floor,

Its on tonight,

I know what you like,

I know just how to break you off.

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 gangsta shit

Now Blood walk to this, now crips walk to this

Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit

I'm in my Lambo' maggot, my fo' fo' fagot

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 vertebrae bullets rip through tissues

Your wife on the futon huggin' that shitzo

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 case

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 man

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin'

I see nothin' 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 movin' 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 wearin 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'

Stash box by the dash box encase 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

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin straight to the bank with this

(Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughin'

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 rentin' them out

Now work it out now, work it out, work it out

Now work it out now, work it out, work it out

Oh, don't even look at me wrong

When I come through the hood

Ain't nuttin' change, still holla at my homies

Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill

And I don't want to, nigga but I will if I got to

Kill if niggaz get to fucking around

If niggaz get to fucking around

Yeah, respect come from admiration and fear

You can admire me if you could catch one in your wig

You see the Testarosa, the toaster's right on my lap

So if a nigga get out of line and nigga get clapped

I got a arsenal, an infantry, I'm built for this mentally

That's why I'm the general, I do what they pretend to do

Front on me now nigga, I'll be the end of you

Forget your enemies and think of what your friends'll do

I drop a bag off, they'll let a mag off

The Heckler and Koch'll tear half of your ass off

I'm not for the games, I'm not for all the playing

The hollow tips rain when I unleash the pain

Get the message from the lines or get the message from the 9

Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine

Put my back on the wall, nigga watch me go for mine

I let 21 shots off at the same time, yeah

Oh, don't even look at me wrong

When I come through the hood

Ain't nuttin' change, still holla at my homies

Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill

And I don't want to, nigga but I will if I got to

Kill if niggaz get to fucking around

If niggaz get to fucking around

Yeah, where I'm from death is always in the air homie

Nana love me so you know she say my prayers for me

I come creepin' through the hood wearin' Teflon

Hit the corners motherfuckers get left on

Niggaz know if not, they better check my background

Try and stick me, I'll fill your back with mac rounds

Ask Prim' nigga 50 don't back down

I kick it funky like fiends in the crack house

Cross the line boy, I'ma air ya ass out

Screw your face at me, I wanna know what that's 'bout

Nigga I know you ain't mad, I done came up

And if you are, fuck you 'cause I ain't change up

The O.G.'s wanna talk but I don't know these niggaz

And I ain't did no business with 'em, I don't owe these niggaz

A minute of my time, I get it 'cause I grind

All across the globe like the world's mine, yeah

Oh, don't even look at me wrong

When I come through the hood

Ain't nuttin' change, still holla at my homies

Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill

And I don't want to, nigga but I will if I got to

Kill if niggaz get to fucking around

If niggaz get to fucking around

Convict, now tell me, have you ever looked off in the distance?

And seen the mac aimin' at your head Mayne

(Head Mayne)

Before you know it life is flashin' reminiscin'

And your body is drippin' and full of lead Mayne

(Lead Mayne)

I done been there

(Uh, huh)

I done copped that

(Uh, huh)

It ain't never been a question, I'm bout that

(Uh, huh)

Don't go there

(Uh, huh)

You get clapped at

(Uh, huh)

And if you plan to fuck around and re-route that

(Uh, huh)

You'll never catch me ridin' around on these streets

Without a couple metal pieces under my feet

Fully automatic weapons unloaded will unleash

Stash up under the carpet like a can of sea breeze

50 don't make me ride on these niggaz

(Ay)

Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggaz

(Oh)

50 don't make me ride on these niggaz

(Ay)

Cause I be long gone like the ripper so

Oh, don't even look at me wrong

When I come through the hood

Ain't nuttin' change, still holla at my homies

Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill

And I don't want to, nigga but I will if I got to

Kill if niggaz get to fucking around

If niggaz get to fucking around

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P (now shorty)

Now, shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars

She got a thang for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada

That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana

She feed them foolish fantasies

They pay her, 'cause they want her

I spit a little G, man, and my game got her

A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada

Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her

I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her

She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk

She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York

I ain't that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some head

I'm that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some bread

I could care less how she perform when she in the bed

Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid!

Look, baby, this is simple, you can't see

You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P.I.M.P

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P

I'm 'bout my money, you see, girl, you can holla at me

If you fuckin' with me, I'm a P.I.M.P

Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy

Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a P.I.M.P

Come get money with me, if you curious to see

How it feels to be with a P.I.M.P

Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV

From the backseat of my V, I'm a P.I.M.P

Girl, we could pop some Champagne and we could have a ball

We could toast to the good life, girl, we could have it all

We could really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall

If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should call

I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall

If you got problems I can solve 'em, they big or they small

That other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit

I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P

I told you fools before, I stay with the tools

I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels

I holla at a ho 'til I got a bitch confused

She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes

I'm shoppin' for chinchillas in the summer, they cheaper

Man, this ho, you can have her

When I'm done I ain't gon' keep her

Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin' know

You sayin' it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low

Bitch, choose on me, I'll have you strippin' in the street

Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat

Now Niki my bottom bitch

She always come up with my bread

The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head

Get your ho out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch

Cause I need four TV's and AMG's for the six

Ho make a pimp rich, I ain't payin', bitch

Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P

I don't know what you heard about me

But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me

No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see

That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P

Yeah, in Hollywood they say, there's no b'ness like show b'ness

In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness, you know

They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster

I ain't gotta slow down for you to catch up, bitch!

Ha ha ha, yeah

Yeah

Uh-huh

So seductive

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, whoa

I'll take you to the candy shop (yeah)

Boy, one taste of what I got (uh-huh)

I'll have you spending all you got (come on)

Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa

You could 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, let's go to the next level

Dance floor jam-packed, hot as a tea kettle

I 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

I ain't finished teaching you 'bout how sprung I got ya

Wanna show me how you work it baby? No problem, get on top

Then get your bounce around, like a little rider

I'm seasoned vet when it come to this shit

After you work up a sweat you can play with this stick

I'm trying to explain, baby, the best way I can

I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands, ha-ha

I'll take you to the candy shop

I'll let you lick the lollypop

Go 'head girl don't you stop

Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa

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, whoa

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, yeah, oh yeah

Give it to me baby, nice and slow

Climb on the top, ride like you in a rodeo

You ain't never heard a sound like this before

Cause I ain't never put it down like this

As soon as I come through the door, she get to pulling on my zipper

It's like it's a race who could 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 whine

Her hips in slow mo' on the floor when we grind

Long as she ain't stopping, homie I ain't stopping

Dripping wet with sweat, man it's on and popping

All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle, it's on

And we gon' sip 'til every bubble in every bottle is gone

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, whoa

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, whoa

I'll take you to the candy shop

I'll let you lick the lollypop

Go 'head girl don't you stop

Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa

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, whoa

Man I'm gonna do my thang, get up!

It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man, get up!

Trust me homie I'm not playin', get up!

Now get on the dance floor off the chain

I say get up!

I came to bring you that California love

And a lil' New York hatin' it's all of the above

I'm not playin' I'm sayin' I'm off the chain

You niggas better follow the instructions

I said get up!

I ball till I fall

I stunt till I drop

I'm off the show room floor

Not the used car lot

You buy a bottle

I buy the bar

I make every other week feel like Mardi Gras

When I get in to it

I get in to it

Everybody can't do it the way I do it

I make it rain, rain

Till the sun come out

A nigga playin', playin'

We make the guns come out

Now, my question is

Who they gonna blame

When I'm back number one on the Billboard again

Shit, shift now the game done change

Since Mike made Thriller and Prince made Purple Rain

I guess I make the kids wanna slang

And NWA made the West Coast bang

Nah it's just music, man it's just music

Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it

I have the savoir faire

I'm the reason everybody here

I say get up!

I make it hot, I make it hot in here

Your feet hurtin' I really care

I said get up!

I want to see you, I want to see you move

And get all into the groove

I said get up!

I'm getting money man I really don't care

Let me see you put your hands up in the air

I said get up!

Girl, you look good

I want to get to know you better

You look good in them jeans

And them red stilettos

You got a Bentley

Coupe booty baby

I want to drive

See I tell you what mileage is

When I'm inside

I'ma take you for a spin

You know round and round

Switch gears till your love come down

I take you to the point of no return

If you listen you learn

Just how a nigga earn

I got money to burn

While the Gap Band play

She dropped the bomb on me

It's up and down

And up and down

Gracefully

Rick James would have said she a brick house

Or Fifty you should go home to see

What that bitch bout

I found out she like it how I like it, huh

Back it up' get cha some

I know how to get you sprung

Tune you up' use your tongue

Under the hood it's so good

She said it's so good

Goddamn I'm so hood

Nigga wattup?

I have the savoir faire

I'm the reason everybody here

I say get up!

I make it hot, I make it hot in here

Your feet hurtin' I really care

I said get up!

I want to see you, I want to see you move

And get all into the groove

I said get up!

I'm getting money man I really don't care

Let me see you put your hands in the air

I said get up!

And get into it

You are now rocking with the Unit

I said get up!

And get into it

We gonna show you just how we do it

I said get up!

Aftermath, still shady Aftermath

I said get up!

Aftermath, still shady Aftermath

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Man I'll get at you - my knife cuts your skin

I'll get at you - blow shots at your man

I'll get at you - 2Pac don't pretend

I'll get at you - I'll put that to an end

That damn shit is old, don't be screamin "Get at Me Dog"

Have you runnin for your life when I match ya part

I get to waving that semi like it's legal

A lil' nigga hurt his arm, lettin off that Eagle, you know me

Black on black Bentley, big ol' black 9

I'll clap your monkey-ass, yeah black on black crime

Big ol' chrome rims gleam, you know how I shine

C'mon on man, you know how I shine

I'm in the hood, in the drop, Teflon vinyl top

Got a 100 guns, a 100 clips, why I don't hear no shots?

That fat nigga thought "Lean Back" was "In Da Club"

My shit sold 11 mill', his shit was a dud

Jada' don't fuck with me, if you wanna eat

Cause I'll do yo' little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep

Yeah homey in New York niggas like your vocals

But that's only New York dawg, yo' ass is local

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Banks' shit, sells; Buck's shit, sells

Game's shit, sells; I'm rich as - hell

Shyne poppin off his mouth from a cell

He don't want it with me, he in PC

I could have a nigga run up on him with a shank

For just a few pennies out my piggy bank

Yayo bring the condoms, I'm in Room 203

Freak bitch look like Kim before the surgery

It's an emergency, for Michael Jackson see

Looked at a picture and says she looks like me

Kelis said her milkshake bring all the boys to the yard

Then Nas went, and tattooed the bitch on his arm

I mean like way out in Cali niggas know you, cuz

First thing they say about you is you's a sucker for love

This is chess not checkers, these are warning shots

After your next move I'll give you what I got

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah - yeah, yeah get more money, more money

When I get at you - I'll punch out your grill

I'll get at you - let off that blue steel

I'll get at you - nigga I'm for real

I'll get at you - could get yo' ass killed

Yeah

Yeah

Hahahaha

Ya'll niggas gotta do somethin' now man

All that shoot 'em up shit ya'll be talking

You gotta do something baby

I mean, I mean c'mon man everybody's listening

Nigga everybody's listening

Hahahaha

I know you ain't gon' just let 50 do you like that

I mean damn rep your hood nigga

Nigga you hard right?

Pop off

Yayo get mobs niggas on the phone

And tell the niggas I said grip up

Niggas got a green light on these monkies

Hahahaha

Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tape

Woo!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Man we gotta go get something to eat man

I'm hungry than a motherfucker

Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?

50, calm down man, he comin'

Ah son, pull up! pull up!

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 (c'mon)

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 'pon me

Lord 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

Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over

Many men, many, many, many, many men

Wish death 'pon me

Lord 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 'pon me

Sunny 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 is for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars

For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars

I don't say, "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? (homie)

Many men, many, many, many, many men

Wish death 'pon me

Lord 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 'pon 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 Tecs 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 fucking breathing (breathing)

Many men, many, many, many, many men

Wish death 'pon me

Lord 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 'pon me

If there's beef cock it and dump it

The drama really means nothing to me

I'll ride by and blow ya brains out

There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it

When niggas run up on you with them thangs out

I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught

The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court

I'll kill you

I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing

Catch you slipping I'mma kill you

I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

Keep thinking I'm candy 'till ya fucking skull get popped

And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box

In the hood summer time is the killing season

It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason

I've seen gangstas get religious when they start bleeding

Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" cause they ass leaking

When they window roll down and that A.K. come out

You can squeeze ya little handgun until you run out

And you can run for ya backup

But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up

God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that

Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back

It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked

I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier then Lady Luck

Look, nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood

Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't good

If you was smart you'd be shook of me

Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, spray ya mama crib

And let ya ass look for me

If there's beef cock it and dump it

The drama really means nothing to me

I'll ride by and blow ya brains out

There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it

When niggas run up on you with them thangs out

I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught

The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court

I'll kill you

I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing

Catch you slipping I'mma kill you

I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you

Behind that twinkle in ya eyes I can see the bitch in you

Nigga, you know the streets talk

So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks

I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride 'till the sun burn out

If I die today I'm happy how my life turned out

See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself

Locked up I was in a box by myself

I done made myself a millionaire by myself

Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can hire some help

I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood

But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot, it won't do him no good

With a pistol I define the definition of pain

If you survive ya bones'll still fucking hurt when it rain

Oh, you a pro at playing battleship? Well, this ain't the same

Little homie this is a whole different type of war game

See the losers end up in shackles and motherfucking chains

Or laid out in the streets leaking out they brains

If there's beef cock it and dump it

The drama really means nothing to me

I'll ride by and blow ya brains out

There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it

When niggas run up on you with them thangs out

I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught

The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court

I'll kill you

I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing

Catch you slipping I'mma kill you

I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

After the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the best of me

If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testing me

All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessing me

Fin'nin to run rap cause Dr. Dre got the recipe

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)

Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (Yeah, yeah)

Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks

Coca-Cola came and bought it for billions, what the fuck?

Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire

I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?

I'm stanky rich, I'mma die trying to 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, Saint-Tropez

Get a tan, I'm already black, rich, I'm already that

Gangsta, get a gat, hit a head in a hat

Call that a river rat, shit, fuck the chitter chat

The baker, I bake the bread;, the barber, I cut your head

The marksman, I spray the lead, blood clot, chop your leg

Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig

I come where you live, ya dig?

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)

Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (Yeah, yeah)

Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

You can call this my new shit, but it ain't new though

I got rid of my old bitch, now I got new hoes

First it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Enzo

Ferrari, I'm sorry, I keep blowing up

They call me the cake man, the strawberry shake man

I spray the AR, make your whole clique break dance

Backspin, head spin, flatline, you're dead then

9 shells, MAC-10, "who wanna get it cracking?"

I was young, I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad

I ride, wreck the new Jag, I just bought a new Jag

Now nigga why you mad? Oh, you can't do that?

I'm so forgetful, they calling me cocky

I come up out the jeweler, they calling me Rocky

It's the ice on my neck, man, the wrist and my left hand

Bling like bloaw, you like my style

Ha ha, I'm heading to the bank right now

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)

Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)

I, I get money, money I got (Yeah, yeah)

Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)

Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk

Like a Teflon Don, boy, I run New York

When I come outta court, yeah, I pop the cork

I keep it gangsta, I have ya outlined in chalk

In the hood if ya ask about me

They'll tell ya I'm 'bout my bread

Round the world if ya ask about me

They'll tell ya they love the kid

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 I got (I'm back on the streets, man)

I get money, money I got (I'm bringing the heat, man)

I get money, money I got (I'm on my grind)

Money I got, money I got (Like all the time)

I get money, money I got (Trying to stop my shine)

I get money, money I got (I'll cock my 9, don't get outta line)

I get money, money I got (Don't get outta line)

Money I got, money I got (I said don't get outta line)

I-I get it, I-I get it

Yeah, it's 50 A.K.A. Ferrari F-50

Break it down

I got a lot of living to do before I die

And I ain't got time to waste

Let's make it

You said you a gansta

But you neva pop nuttin'

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin'

You ain't a friend of mine, you ain't no kin

of mine

What makes you think that I'm a run up

on you with tha nine

We do this all tha time, right now we on

tha grind

So hurry up and cop and go selling nicks

and dimes

Shorty she so fine, I gotta make her mine

An ass like dat gotta be one of a kind

I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with

every nine

I'm fuckin' with they mind, I make 'em

press rewind

They know they can't shine if I'm around

the rhyme

Been on parole since '94 'cuz I commit

the crime

I send you my line, I did it three to nine

If D's ran up in my crib, you know who

droppin' dimes

You said you a gangsta

But you neva pop nuttin'

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin'

You go to the dealership

But you neva cop nuttin'

You been hustlin' a long time

And you ain't got nuttin'

You said you a gangsta

But you neva pop nuttin'

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin'

You go to the dealership

But you neva cop nuttin'

You been hustlin' a long time

And you ain't got nuttin'

Damn homie, in highscool you was tha

man, homie

What the fuck happened to you?

I got the sickest phonetta, when it come to

the chedda

Nigga, if you play with my paper, you

gotta meet my berretta

Now shorty think I'm a sweat her, sippin'

on Amoretta

I'm livin' once then deada, I know I can

do betta

She look good, but I know she after my

chedda

She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I

ain't gon' let her

Be easy, start some bullshit, she get your

whole crew wet

We in tha club doin' the same ol' two step

Gorilla Unit 'cuz they say we bugged out

Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast

we thugged out

You said you a gangsta

But you neva pop nuttin'

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin'

You go to the dealership

But you neva cop nuttin'

You been hustlin' in a long time

And you ain't got nuttin'

You said you a gangsta

But you neva pop nuttin'

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin'

You go to the dealership

But you neva cop nuttin'

You been hustlin' a long time

And you ain't got nuttin'

Me I'm no mobsta, me I'm no gangsta

Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me

Me I'm no wanksta, me I'm no acta

But it's me you see on your TV

Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy

I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk

greasy

By any means, partner, I got to eat on

these streets

If you play me close for sure I'm gonna

pop my heat

Niggas sayin' they goin' murd' 50, how?

We ridin 'round with guns the size of Lil'

Bow Wow

What you know about AK's and AR-15's?

Equipped with night vision, shell catchers

and inf-beams, huh

You said you a gangsta

But you neva pop nuttin'

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin'

You go to the dealership

But you neva cop nuttin'

You been hustlin' a long time

And you ain't got nuttin'

You said you a gangsta

But you neva pop nuttin'

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin'

You go to the dealership

But you neva cop nuttin'

You been hustlin' a long time

And you ain't got nuttin'

Damn homie

Okay okay okay

Okay okay okay

Okay okay okay

Okay okay okay

When they talk about me they say I be trippin (yeah)

What they say about me doesn't make me mad (naw, naw)

I think they hatin cause they see me when I'm rollin (yeah)

Man I can't help it that they really doin bad (naw, naw)

Okay, alright (they sick)

Okay, you're right (I'm rich)

Okay, alright (I grind)

Okay, you're right (for mine)

I'm in that 760 leanin when I'm stuntin

I blow 50 G's, I mean with ease like this is nothin

Please don't interrupt me when I'm talkin to my jeweler

He's puttin them diamonds all over my Franck Muller

Me I get busy, I put that work in if it's worth it

Come through hit you up, I'll make a crime scene perfect

Niggaz talk about me all the time behind my back

They don't talk about me in my face because I'm strapped

See me in the club, I got that Henny and that 'gnac

A couple cups of that and I just don't know how to act

By the second bottle that's when I just get to buzzin

I say I run New York and ain't nobody sayin nothin (okay okay okay)

I blew a hundred G's on my bitches in Miami

They think I'm the sweetest thing invented since candy

Me I catch amnesia when you ask me 'bout the shotty

I don't even know my name, switchin lanes in my Bugatti

Nigga I ain't crazy, bitches like me cause I'm paid

They want me, LeBron, Kobe or Dwyane Wade

When I say I'm ballin I'm not talkin 'bout a ball

I'm talkin 'bout Tiffany Co. stones out the mall

Niggaz they can hate all they want but they know they like this

Me I'm like that paintin on the wall, baby I'm priceless

You could come and work me over baby on the night shift

Catch me on the night shift, see how freaky I get (okay okay okay)

Okay okay okay okay - sho' you right

Okay okay okay okay - you know you right

Okay, alright, okay, alright

Okay, alright, okay, you're right

Yeah

Shady

Aftermath

I guess you didn't know

I'd be back for more

Everybody's on the floor

Goin', goin' outta control

Set it off from your left dawg

Set it off from your right dawg

Set it off, nigga I said set if off (Set, set, set if off)

Sick with it boy, better get with it, what?

In the club, I get it goin', goin', uh

Just move it to the music it's on

To the sound of 50 and D-R-E

Everything's calculated and sound precise

Another move another mill', let's get right, aight?

Success is my drug of choice, I'm high off life

Feelin' lucky enough to bet it all on the dice

Shorty do what you wanna do

Hit the dance floor, move how you wanna move

Later on, we can cruise if you wanna cruise

It's whatever you want, the fact is, I got more than I flaunt (Yeah)

I do my thang, in the club

Every chance I get, I tear it up

Dancefloor, jam-packed, look

I got 'em goin', goin' outta control

Set it off from your left dawg

Set if off from your right dawg

Set it off, nigga, I said set it off (Set, set, set if off)

System thumpin', dance floor jumpin'

We 30 deep in this bitch, we stuntin'

That's what you get, you in my hood

I thought you understood

You know me, V.I.P., no ID

Bottles of DP, I do it real BIG

Bitches break their necks to be where I be

Take 'em to ecstacy without ecstacy

I'm the chef, you need a hit, I got the recipe

Doc got the antidote, it's in the drums and the notes

Can you feel it? Em said for me to make you feel it

And remind you that you rockin' with the realest

I do my thang, in the club

Every chance I get, I tear it up

Dancefloor, jam-packed, look

I got 'em goin', goin' outta control

Set it off from your left dawg

Set it off from your right dawg

Set it off, nigga, I said set it off (Set, set, set if off)

I'm hot boy, I'm burnin' up

I do my thang in the club with the burner tucked

Til the speakers all blown, we gon' turn it up

And do that damn thang, yeah, do that mayne

Shorty, hit me high, then hit me low

Get to poppin' and shakin' that thang on the floor

A little dose of it, now I want some more

Nobody put that thang on me like that before

I be a fiend for it, it's the way you move

But I ain't payin' for it, 'cause I ain't no fool

If you okay with it, tonight I'll stay with it

Hit the telly, play wit it, in a major way get it

I do my thang, in the club

Every chance I get, I tear it up

Dancefloor, jam-packed, look

I got 'em goin', goin' outta control

Set if off from your left dawg

Set it off from your right dawg

Set it off, nigga, I said set it off (Set, set, set if off)

Yeah

Shady

Aftermath

G-Unit

Damn baby all I need is a lil' bit

A lil' bit of this, a lil' bit of that

Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this shit

Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back

Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang

Let me see it go up and down

Rotate that thang, I want to touch that thang

Can you make it go 'round and 'round?

I step up in the club, I'm like who you with

G-Unit in the house, yeah that's my clique

Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school

On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves

I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do

I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you

Better listen, when I talk, nigga don't trip

Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this bitch

I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on

Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on

I'ma kick it at the bar 'til its time to go

Then I'ma get shorty here and I'ma let her know

All a nigga really need is a lil' bit

Not a lot baby girl just a lil' bit

We can head to the crib in a lil' bit

I can show ya how I live in a lil' bit

I want to unbutton your pants just a lil' bit

Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil' bit

Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit

Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit

This is 50, comin' out your stereos

Hard to tell though, 'cause I switched the flow

Eyes a lil' low, 'cause I twist the dro'

Pockets on swoll 'cause I move the O's

My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze

Come get ya bitch, she on me dog

She must of heard about the dough

Now captain come on and save a hoe

I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain

Number one on the chart, all the time man

When the kid in the house, I turn it out

Keep the dance floor packed, that's without a doubt

And shorty shake that thing like a pro man

She back it up on me I'm like oh man

I get close enough to her so I know she can hear

System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear

All a nigga really need is a lil' bit

Not a lot baby girl just a lil' bit

We can head to the crib in a lil' bit

I can show ya how I live in a lil' bit

I want to unbutton your pants just a lil' bit

Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil' bit

Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit

Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit

Baby you got me feelin' right (ya heard me)

My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)

I ain't playin', I'ma tryna fuck tonight (ya heard me)

Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon

All a nigga really need is a lil' bit

Not a lot baby girl just a lil' bit

We can head to the crib in a lil' bit

I can show ya how I live in a lil' bit

I want to unbutton your pants just a lil' bit

Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil' bit

Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit

Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit

All a nigga really need is a lil' bit

Not a lot baby girl just a lil' bit

We can head to the crib in a lil' bit

I can show ya how I live in a lil' bit

I want to unbutton your pants just a lil' bit

Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil' bit

Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit

Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit

You think about money when you think about me huh,

That's what my ex, 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, see jet skis slide across,

I love the way you dress,

Now take it off,

Put your legs high on my shoulders of course,

I'm racing through your mind but you already lost,

I'm at the finish line and your the friend of mine,

Come on lets ride

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

Just a lil' bit

I think like a hustler,

I'm thinking bout a shipment,

She thinking I'm her husband,

So she thinking bout commitment,

Its like Paul McCartney 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 its too much for me,

I wanna fuck your 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 sh-t become all about ends

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

Just a lil' bit

Do you think about me?

(Do you think about me?)

I know you think about me,

(You gotta remember all the good times we had)

Just a lil' bit

Just a lil' bit

Just a lil' bit

Do you think about me?

(Remember when you told me,

That I would always be special to you darling)

I know you think about me,

You were so special to me

Do you think about me?

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Go 'head put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Go 'head put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Go, go, go, 50 in the house, bounce

Y'all already know what I'm about

The flows sick over Dre drums nigga

I ain't stupid I say doc then doe come quicker

Whoa, shorty's hips is Hypnotic

She move so sure erotic

I watch her I'm like bounce that ass girl

I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here

Front in here, we'll thump in here

Oh! So gutter, so ghetto, so hood

So gully, so grimey, what's good?

Outside the Benzo on dubs

I'm in the club wit the snubs

Don't' start nothin' won't be nothin' uh

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Better yet put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Better yet put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Let's party, everybody stand up

Everybody put ya hands up

Let's party, everybody bounce to me

Sip champagne and burn a lil' greenery

It's hot, disco inferno

Let's go your now rocking wit' a pro

I get doe to flip doe to get mo fo sho

Get my drink on then get on the dance floor

Look homie I don't dance all I do is this

It's the same two step wit a lil' twist

Listen punk I ain't new to dis I'm true to dis

Pay attention boy I'll teach you how to do the shit

You mix a lil' Cris' wit' a lil' Don Perion

And a lil' Hennessy you know we fittin' to carry on

Hollering at these shawtys in the club trying to get right

We gonn' be up in this bitch til we break daylight

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Go 'head put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Go 'head put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Ya see me shining lit up wit' diamonds

Cause I stay grinding

Homie you can catch me swooping Bentley coupin'

Switching lanes

You see me rolling you know I'm holding

About my paper yeah

Nigga I'm serious I ain't playing

I'll embed it in 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 okay let's go

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Go 'head put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Lil' momma show me how you move it

Go 'head put ya back into it

Do ya thing like they ain't nothing to it

Shake sha sha shake that ass girl

Why the d's wanna sit in front of my momma house

You know it's sort of like some shit you seen in a flick

Black nine extended clip as long as my dick

They say I'm grimmey, yeah fuck it I line niggas

I show them where your shit at before they take mine nigga (Hahaha)

Don't take it personal, it's just how I grind nigga

Figure, this is a dog-eat-dog world, man

Ebony enemy today I'm tryin' to duck, I got that hover

I heard it'll make you kill a motherfucker (don't stop girl)

I mean you gotta feel it man

She bob and weave up and down you'd be like “I could just kill a man”

I don't fuck with them niggas from her projects

They're on section eight but niggas cars are straight

They ain't out in the day time them niggas roaches

I don't stop down there if I ain't got the toaster

I'm in the six four five hard top, not the drop

Leanin', I see them niggas schemin', dream on

Touch me, shit I wish a nigga would

I'll have my niggas deep, I have them light up they whole hood

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker

They said I fell off, my Benz was on the repo truck

Around the same time niggas spot start gettin' stuck (Shit)

I say ‘I ain't know none about nothing'

I'm on the low, niggas really know me for stuntin'

I pull through on low pros, wrapped around deep dishes

That crack money handsome, your bitch blowin' me kisses

You need to check her if you think she could be the misses, damn

I'm starting think you can't trust nobody

I hold my own strap, they ain't gotta hold that for me

And slide by my baby momma crib with the mac on me

Man since her cousin in a car crash died

She said ‘don't drink and drive', I say ‘just drink, don't drive'

I had a morphine dream, I got heroine ambitions

That's big money cooking in that coffee pot in the kitchen

When I say I'm straight, I mean I'm straight

Once the razor hit the plate I double up the cake (hey)

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker

You'se a purse snatchin' ass nigga man

You'se a petty nigga

I can look at you, I can tell you'se a petty nigga

You'se a car thief

You'se a idibitty nigga, I'm a big city nigga

New York City Nigga

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

I hit the baddest chicks

Shorty don't believe me, then come with me tonight

And I'll show you magic

(What? What?) Magic

I got the magic stick

I'm a freak to the core

Get a dose once, you goin' want some more

My tongue touch ya girl, ya toes bound to curl

This exclusive shit I don't share with the world

I have you up early in the mornin', moanin'

Back shot, proper or low can't stop us

Been a fiend for this since Rakim made hits

Get the position down pat, then it's time to switch

I'll rock the boat, I'll work the middle

I skeet it up, straight beat it up

And I ain't in the hood with my toast out loc'n

I'm in the telly workin' up a sweat strokin'

Tonight's the night, you can fall in love

You can call your mama right now, tell her you met a thug

I pop a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up

My left stroke's the death stroke

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

(I am the baddest chick)

(Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight)

(And I'll show you magic, what? What?)

Magic (uh-huh, uh-huh)

(I got the magic clit)

Lil' Kim not a whore

But I sex a nigga so good, he gotta tell his boys

When it, come to sex don't test my skills

Cause my head game have you HEAD over heels

Give a nigga the chills, have him pay my bills

Buy matchin' Lambo's with the same color wheels

And I ain't out shoppin' spendin' dudes see-notes

I'm in the crib givin' niggaz deep throat

Tonight Lil' Kim goin' have you in the zone

Girls, call ya crib, I'm answerin' the phone

Guys want to wife me and give me the ring

I'll do it anywhere, anyhow, I'm down for anything

Couple of humps, give a nigga goosebumps

This junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps

When Lil' Kim's around you don't need to lie

It's the "Drugs" baby, I'm makin' ya HIGH!!

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

(I am the baddest chick)

(Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight)

(And I'll show you magic, what? What?)

Magic (uh-huh, uh-huh)

(I got the magic clit)

Now put your face in it

I know you sprung off in your tongue, I know you tastin' it

(Sex ain't a race) But I have a thug nigga breakin' records

And the time is (one minute, six seconds)

(Magic stick) I got the magic bop

Have that ass trickin' after one back shot

(The gifts, the ice, I like that a lot)

The minks, the leathers, the CL drop

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

(I am the baddest chick)

(Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight)

(And I'll show you magic, what? What?)

Magic (uh-huh, uh-huh)

(I got the magic clit)

I got the magic stick

I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice

(I am the baddest chick)

(Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight)

(And I'll show you magic, what? What?)

Magic (uh-huh, uh-huh)

(I got the magic clit)