i doubt that i put the barral on i put the barrel in your fith ya mouth jack 50 cent i said iam bout it bout it im bout it bout it i push the coupey
a good F I G H T, fight, fight, fight F I G H T, fight, fight, fight Fight, fight Fight, fight Fight, fight Well, don't say I'm not alright I'm used
t wait (The game don't wait) Shit don't stop because the game don't wait (The game don't wait) Shit don't stop because the game don't wait (The game don't
party goin' all weekend Polynesian Polly and her parrot head friends Gonna stay until there's not a pina colada left T.G.I.F Yea, T.G.I.F you know what
I want to hump-that I M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter I think I want to hump-that I M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter I think I want to hump-that I I
that I won't last too long on Broadway I'll catch a Greyhound bus for home, they all say But They're dead wrong, I know they are 'Cause I can play
tonight. My body's jumpin' and I, go through the motions, And I'm leaving on this journey, maybe someday I'll come running back to you! I don't wanna
all again Do it all again This Friday night T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. Last Friday night Yeah we danced on table tops And
all G, it's all G, it's all G Ay ay ay ay it's all G It's all G Even though I'm wanted dead or alive By the jackers and the robbers and paramour guys I
Total f/ Notorious B.I.G. Can't You See 12", Total, New Jersey Drive soundtrack [Notorious B.I.G.] Give me all the chicken heads from Pasadena to
at?" [Shaquille O'Neal] You can't stop it or block it when I drop it Anytime I go rhyme for rhyme on a topic Ain't even fit to step in Shaq's arena
I don't wanna talk about it I shoot a nigga kid and I don't wan' talk about it Nah I don't wanna talk about it I fuck the baddest bitches, I don't wan
It?s been said money talks, if so what does it say Four simple words we see every day The rich, the poor, heaven is for those who choose Don?t put your
you know who I am You're the man irresistible attraction you know what I am you're the man! G... gorgeous U... uber-cool N... nasty T... techy H...
goin' all weekend Polynesian Polly and her parrothead friends Gonna stay until there's not a pina colada left... T.G.I.F T.G.I.F., you know what that
you If I was smarter I would leave If I was smart I'd do a lot of things I'd get myself out of this stupid town I'd save the world in a single bound
body's jumpin' and I, go through the motions, and I'm leaving on this journey, maybe someday i'll come running back to you! I don't wanna see