I'm guessin' I'm bi-costal, when I'm on Dre beats! [scream] (yeeeah!) I get paper! Stack paper! Blow paper! (AAHHHH!) Make paper! Take paper! I'm major
ol', startin to feel different Anytime, anyplace baby I'm with it Don't stop get it, get it Collapse, relax then get right back with it [Chorus] [50 Cent
sniffing*} I can't feel my face I mean I can touch it, but I can't feel it, inside [Chorus: 50 Cent (Robin Thicke)] (Cocaine) I know police is watchin
blues Now that I got you here I got your attention (I'm a winner winner) I wanna welcome you all to the winner's circle [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] I'm a winner
paper I'm rollin in the dough, I'm caked up I got swag now, I got paper I'm swimmin in the dough, I'm caked up [50 Cent] I was a real bum, now I'm really
feat. Eminem) [50 Cent] When you're breakin it down, keep breakin it down This is what it sounds like, when I'm breakin it down Yeah I'm breakin it down
yeah thats right Mansion after mansion, next stop the Hampton's I splurge with it, im so absurd with it Got the hunger to go get it, cuz i wan' go spend it
know I dont 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
and do all types of shit for us Now I can speak for me, cuz me everywhere I be Niggaz know i'm a G, got it locked, got the keys We movin' bundles of D
50 Cent] Ahh man You know where the niggas be at right? Take me to 'em [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed
I did it Man I hustle, I get money, in the sunshine or a blizzard I go hard for that paper, homie I just gotta get it Got 'em on the scheme, I'm plottin
I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through
dick Get the fuck out my face Cause I don't need 'em Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' [50 Cent] What, niggas yeah Is there
walking in the wrong hood I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no fucking bama I'm from the wild whody, but I know country grammar See me I get it crunk
: 50 Cent] 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 tyme to waste Let's make it [50 Cent] You
if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me I'm cocky, raps rocky,
I'm doin' you things, holla [50 Cent] Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me out Now piece by piece we put it all together Time to get this dough nigga, it
always knew I puff Yousta see me go to school, on a smoiler bus (woo) I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh) You should sit, scibble lines