Where are you now? The choices that you made The prices that you've paid Was it all worth it in the end? When all is said and all is done Where will you
Where are you now? The choices that you made The prices that you've paid Was it all worth it in the end? When all is said and all is done Where will
We get the red carpet treatment cause we're well respected Always accepted and never rejected Our defense is made when we take the stage The crowd gets excited and
is played out But holla mine in your next line, and get layed out [50 Cent - Chorus 2] My jewels look so good, and my chain is so heavy I don't know
get a place, she drop the bomb on me It's up and down and up and down gracefully Rick James would've said She a Brick House But Fifty you should go home and
run in here and Rick Ross is boss shit 'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time Said we takin' over, one city at a time Said we takin' over, one city
And you can't ride (whoa) You holding up traffic Green means go!! Go go go goooo Go go go goooo Go go go goooo Go go RED LIGHT (I said you're
And you can't ride (whoa) You holdin up traffic Green means go!! Go go go goooo Go go go goooo Go go go goooo Go go RED LIGHT (I said you're holdin
some strange reason (huh) You done pleasin me like it's ok (Oh oh ooooh) Like a perm that's been left too long It's like a burn The result is it just
Shut up and listen!") It's a jack move, fools Give me the jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches
you pride, you cussed aloud and grumbled But Lord knows I'm paying now for what I've done (But) Sure as there is red dirt in Alabama And hurricanes in
The butt of the joke with an abundance of laughter The red and white flag, keep it high, keep it visual People say Canada and get stereotypical Think
bees and birds IN WAR And the freaks and nerds IN WAR And the straight and curves IN WAR Forward and reverse IN WAR RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED
care about is money and the city that I'm from I'm a sip until I feel it, I'm a smoke it till it's done And I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse
I have more jewels than your jeweler Touch and I will bust your medulla That's a bullethole, it is not a tumor Red light! Red light! Stop your rumors
man, ever man,ever man, ever man Lil Wayne:(Verse) Shit nigga, this is what i does I swear I aint lyin, like this is my cubs this is my tub, and I am
is like the sweetest thing I've ever known Bout to go thriller Mike Jackson on these n-ggas All I need is a f-cking red jackets with some zippers Super
straight bombs, and call 'em Napalm I date dimes and maybe an eight, if she got great palms 'Nough said, get at a rough dread, so I could puff red I cuff