50 Cent] Yeah, F-50 [Chorus - 50 Cent] As times go by, I twist a lot Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die You think I'm all poinry, cause you
wit me bitch You should come and make me rich Girl you know you need a pimp Girl you know you drive me crazy (drive me crazy) You should be here wit me
you Come here let my touch on you I let you touch on me Put my tounge on you you put your tounge on me Let me ride on you and you can ride on We can
make me piss in a cup Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I'll fuck you up I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up Yo don't want stitches in yo
scars, the worst is the history God you ain't gotta forgive me, just don't forget me, you hear me? [Chorus: 50 Cent] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Rush you bustas, get touched with nunchucks You tough tough, askin' to really get fucked up Who cares what you been through? I'm goin' against you, so
why you haunting me) Monster (why you stalking me) He's a monster (why you haunting me) He's an animal (why'd you do it, why'd you, why you stalking
tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You
around Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent Ghetto star by the bar, I get you bent You wanna party, let's party You wanna freak, be a freak You
you mad put it down let me hear you say yeah All my girls if you mad put it down let me hear you say yeah Do we work that like you like that? When you
, my trunk is shakin' (My rear view mirror is vibrating) I'm all turnt up, I'm all turnt up [50 Cent] It feel like my mind playin' tricks on me Tricks on me, tricks on me Me
you start feeling cold you know you niggers really don't serve a purpose unless you learn to follow all these then become workers if you ask me you're
dough Cops coming, we runnin', we out yo, we out yo F-ck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [50 Cent - Verse 1] I smile when that money
is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog Unless you
you love me too We were meant to be 'cause shorty You love me And I love you too And I promise I'll be true to you [Verse 4 - 50 Cent] Go shorty, it
Can you hear me baby? If it look this good, I wonder how it taste? Baby if I touch your body, hear you scream my name Would you whisper to me it's yours? Girl you
you stop think about me almost everyday I think about you and I say you were made just for me I think you're perfect of perfectcious or perfectly (Tu Me
me, the goons and goblins come out Wishmaster hundred shot drums'll run out! They dumb out, you heard of me They call me big homie! Me I make the register