50 Cent Lyrics
50 Cent Lyrics
"Elementary Lyrics"
Live as if someone is always watching you Lyrics
Live as if someone is always watching you In all you do Live as if someone Is always watching you Eventually you will find That both of you will need to come to some compromise Maybe one or the other could agree To sleep at different times Or go off alone Or at least shut their eye Shut your eye off once in a while Shut your eye off once in a while So at least one of us
Live as if someone is always watching you In all you do Live as if someone Is always watching you Eventually you will find That both of you will need to come to some compromise Maybe one or the other could agree To sleep at different times Or go off alone Or at least shut their eye Shut your eye off once in a while Shut your eye off once in a while So at least one of us
f/ G-Unit, Scarlett
[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, B
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] C, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett] Don't talk me to death
[50 Cent] G, H
[Scarlett] It's elementary
[Scarlett]
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya like?
Red I flight the night
From L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem bound
You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs
I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit that's her."
She roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a feti
Mommy, Can I Go Out And Kill Tonight? Lyrics
[The Misfits cover song] 1, 2, 3, 4 singled out the kids who are mean to me get straight a's but they still make fun i don't give a, i'll laugh last stayed in every night do my homework so i'll be smart girls all say i'm a little fucked mommy i'm a good boy mommy i'm a fuckin' savior mommy i'm alive mommy, can i go out and kill tonight rip the veins from human necks until they're wet with life razor-blades love teenage flesh an
sh for the chips[The Misfits cover song] 1, 2, 3, 4 singled out the kids who are mean to me get straight a's but they still make fun i don't give a, i'll laugh last stayed in every night do my homework so i'll be smart girls all say i'm a little fucked mommy i'm a good boy mommy i'm a fuckin' savior mommy i'm alive mommy, can i go out and kill tonight rip the veins from human necks until they're wet with life razor-blades love teenage flesh an
20's for the six
Hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush your head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the shake
[50 Cent][Hook]
The boss spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, it's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He robbed me"
It's elementary
[Lloyd Banks]
1,2,3,4
[50 Cent]
Lloyd Banks' in the house
[Lloyd Banks]
Now get the fuck on the
How Many Times Lyrics
How many times must I get up Look out and see the same old view How many times must I wear the same old things And hear the same old things that I do, I do How many times must I clean this face my face And how many times must I shine my shoes, oh Lord How many times must I drink the same old drink And dream the same old dreams that I do Because I, I know one thing There ain't noth
loorHow many times must I get up Look out and see the same old view How many times must I wear the same old things And hear the same old things that I do, I do How many times must I clean this face my face And how many times must I shine my shoes, oh Lord How many times must I drink the same old drink And dream the same old dreams that I do Because I, I know one thing There ain't noth
I slid through the front door
With the 9 and the velour
A cal in my pocket
You wil', I'mma pop it
I'm down for a profit
I'm ghetto as hell
You can't you tell?
My road dog, under the jail
Getting frustrating mail
So I'm drinking and smoking
Thinking and hoping
This cell gon' open
You can dance next to me, but don't throw an elbow
I'll throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes
Hell no
I ain't paying for pleasure
Your pussy don't bring rainbows and pots of treasure
It's every girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the Zeene
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to read, to spray a magazine
[Hook]
[Tony Yayo]
I don't wanna grow up, I'mma hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, see I don't pop two
Saturday Night Lyrics
Saturday Night Ooh how I love that song Prove to me that I'm wrong The night away Give to me girl All of the love that I need Ooh, when I'm hungrey I feed The night away Dreams will never happen to you Once you feel that freedom is true I'll be with you Planting your seed Deep in the heart of the earth Fall to my knees and give birth The painful way Wat
your wigSaturday Night Ooh how I love that song Prove to me that I'm wrong The night away Give to me girl All of the love that I need Ooh, when I'm hungrey I feed The night away Dreams will never happen to you Once you feel that freedom is true I'll be with you Planting your seed Deep in the heart of the earth Fall to my knees and give birth The painful way Wat
I'm artistic, intelligent, so much ability
When I use them big words, your bitch be feeling me
So ya'll niggas hate me, 'cause your wives be our groupies
Ya'll irritate me, like loud people in the movies
Fall back, matter fact back down
'Cause I just passed security without no pat down
You can catch me in the bathroom blowing a sticky
Or catch me on the dancefloor feeling some tits
Sex sells, so I'mma P-I-M-P
So my pockets never be empty
It ain't no problem, we scoop them models
We got condoms, coups, and lavish condos
50 got me getting ass like I never did
So when I step in the club, hoes love the kid
[Hook]
[50 Cent]
The cat in the house go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow
The bird in the cage go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet