50 cent P-I-M-P...

(Chorus)
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
(Repeat)

(Verse 1)
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple, you can't see
You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK

(Chorus)

Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness
In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness ya know
They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH

50 Cent - In Da Club...

[50 Cent]
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!

[Chorus] (2x)
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

[Verse]
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

[Chorus] (2x)

[Bridge]
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I got K-Mart and I ain't change

[Verse]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You know where we fucking be

[Chorus] (2x)

[Talking]
(laughing) Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit

50 Cent - Candy Shop...

Intro: 50 Cent
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive

Chorus:
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what i got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

Verse 1: 50 Cent
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)

Chorus:
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

Verse 2: 50 Cent
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gone

Chorus 2x:
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

50 Cent - White Horse...

Man I’m gonna do my thang (Get up)
It’s crazy in the club when I’m in there man (Get up)
trust me homie I’m not playin (Get up!)
now get on the dance floor off the chain I say (Get up)
I came to bring me that California love
and a lil new york hatin it’s all of the above
And when I’m playin I’m sayin I’m off the chain
you niggas better follow the instructions I said (Get up)

I ball till I fall I stunt till I drop
I’m off the show room floor not the used car lot
You buy a bottle I buy the bar
I make every other week feel like marti grass
When i get in to it I get in to it
everybody can’t do it the way i do it
I make it rain (rain)
Till the sun come out
A nigga playin (playin)
we make the guns come out
Now, my question is who they gonna blame
when I’m back number one on the billboard again
sh!t, sh!ft now the game done change since Mike made thriller and Prince made purple rain
I guess I make the kids wanna slang and N.W.A made the west coast bang
Nah it’s just music man it’s just music
Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it

I have the savoir-faire I’m the reason everybody here
I say (Get up)
I make it hot, I make it hot in here your feet hurtin I really don’t care
I said (Get up)
I want to see, I want to see you move
and get all into the grove
I said (Get up)
I’m getting money man I really don’t care let me see you put your hands up in the air
I said (Get up)

Girl, you look good I want to know you better
You look good in them jeans and them red steletos
You got a bently coup booty baby I want to drive
see i tell you what mileage is when i’m inside
i’ma take you for a spin you know round and round
switch gears till your love come down
I take you to the point of no return if you listen you learn
just how a nigga earn I got money to burn
While the Gap Band play she dropped the bomb on me
it’s up and down and up and down gracefully
Rick James would have said she a brick house
or fifty stones what that bitch bout
I found out she like it how I like it, huh,
back it up get cha some
I know how to get you sprung tune you up use your tongue
under the hood it’s so good she said it’s so good
goddamn I’m so hood
Nigga wattup

I have the savoir-faire I’m the reason everybody here
I say (Get up)
I make it hot, I make it hot in here your feet hurtin I really don’t care
I said (Get up)
I want to see, I want to see you move
and get all into the grove
I said (Get up)
I’m getting money man I really don’t care
let me see you put your hands up in the air
I said (Get up)

And get into it you are now rocking with the unit
I said (Get up)
and get into it we gonna show you just how we do it
I said (Get up)
Aftermath, still shady aftermath
I said (Get up)
Aftermath, still shady aftermath

50 Cent - Window Shopper...

[50 Cent]
Ohh!
The top feel so much better than the bottom
So much better

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
nigga yous' a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
nigga yous' a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
nigga yous' a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
nigga yous' a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Summertime, white Porsche Carrera is milky
I'm on the grind, let my paper stack but I'm filthy
It's funny how niggaz get to screw-facin' at me
Anyhow they ain't got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, Southside's the hood that I come from
So I don't cruise through nobody 'hood without my gun
They know the kid ain't gonna follow that bullshit
Try and stick me, I'ma let off a full clip
It ain't my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you put a G up?
Everybody mad when they paper don't stack right
But when I come around y'all niggaz better act right
When we got the tops...down you can hear the systems thump
when we rollin', rollin', rollin'
Shut ya block down, quick to put a hole in a chump
when we rollin', rollin', rollin'

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
nigga yous' a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
nigga yous' a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
nigga yous' a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
nigga yous' a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Niggaz love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come to scoop me up at L.A.X. and I hop in
But when it comes to bad bitches you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts and from Compton
You know a nigga wanna see how Cali girls freak off
After that five hour flight from New York
I start spittin G at a bitch like a pimp, mayne
Tell her, "Meet me at the Mondrian so we can do our thang."
She can bring the lingerie with her, I sup-pose
Then we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes
Then she can run and tell her best friend 'bout my sex game
Then her best friend could potentially be next, mayne
Listen mayne, shit...changed, I came up I'm doin my thang
Homey I'm holdin', holdin', holdin'
Oh shit mayne, the store owner watchin' you
'Fore somethin' get stolen, stolen, stolen

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
nigga yous' a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
nigga yous' a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
nigga yous' a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
nigga yous' a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by

50 Cent - I Get Money...

[Background:]
(I Get Money)
(Fifty)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Until The Quarter Water Sold The Bottles For Two Buck,
Coke The Cola Came And Bought It For Billions, What The Fuck,
Have A Baby Buy Me Baby, Be Millionaire,
I Write The Check Before The Baby Comes, Who The Fuck Cares
I'm Stanky Rich, Im'a Die Tryna Spend This Shit,
Southside Up In This Bitch,
Yeah I Smell Like The ?, I Use To Sell Dope,
I Did Play The Block, Now I Play On Boats,
In The South Of France Baby, Sandro Pay,
Get The Tano Imo Ready Black, Rich Ima Ready That,
Gangsta Get a gat, Hene Hat Hene That,
Call That O River Rat, Oh Fuck The Chiva Chat,
When The Big God Make The Breed, A Barber I Cut Ya Head,
A Marchmen I Spray That Blood Clot chop yo leg
Not Fuck With The Kid, I Get Benz With [?] Live... You Dead?
Hook: 50 Cent]
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
You Can Call This My New Shit, But It Aint New Thou,
I Got Reed Of My Old Bitch, Now I Got New Hoes,
First It Was The Benzo, Now Im In A Enzo,
Ferrrarriii Im Sorrry I Keep Blowin' Up!
They Call Me The Cake Man, The Strawberry Sake Man,
I Spray They AR, Make The Whole Clique Break Down,
Spaxen - Men Men Flatline You Dead Now,
Nine Shells Mant... You All Get It Crackin',
I Was Young I Couldn't Do Good, Now I Cant Do Bad,
I Rive At The New Jack, I Just Bought The New Jack,
Now Nigga Why You Mad, Oh You Cant Do That?
Im So Forgivefull, They Callin' Me Cocky,
Im Come Around The Jewell, They Callin' Rocky!
Its The Ice On My Neck Man, The Wrist In My Left Hand,
Bling Like Blaoooow, You Like My Style? Haaaah Haaahh
Im Holla To The Bank Right Now!
[Hook: 50 Cent]
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
When I Talk To Talk, And I Walk The Walk,
Like A Teflon Don Boy I Run New York,
When I Come Out The Car, Yea I Pop The Card,
Yea I Keep It Gangsta, I Have Ya Eye Line The Charge...
(Ah) I Get It,
In The Hood If Ya Ask About Me, They Tell Ya Im About My Breed,
(Ah) I Get It,
Round The World If Ya Ask About Me, They Tell Yo They Love The Kid,

Hooooooooo Hey I Get It Etc, Etc... I Run New York I Get It...

Im Back On The Streets Mayn, Im Bringin' The Heat Mayn, Im All I Grind, Like All The Time,
Tryna Stop My Shine, I Kaaak My Nine, Dont Get Outta Line, I Said Dont Get Outta Line,

50 Cent - Best Friend...

[Intro]
Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tape...
*I waited, i waited, time went by. All I could do was cry, silly(eco)!*
WOO!!!
*silly*

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

[Verse 1]
First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin
If we get pass the phone games we'll be fuckin
I kiss like the french therefore my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs do it girl and pull on your hair
For me a different scenery just mean a different position
In the tub or on the sink I improvise now listen
In the chopper or on the jet join the mile high club
I'm no fool I know money can't buy me love
But I'm a different type of nigga that make sure that you know
Instead of a rose, there's a hundred dozen of those
See I see somethin special when I look in your eyes
With your legs way back I see this pussy is mine
If you ain't sure when I'm talkin I don't tell you no lies
But there's things that you say that have me wonderin why
When I don't say what I'm thinkin it don't mean that I'm shy
Got on that shit you picked out for me that's why I'm so fly

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

[Verse 2]
While you in your bubble bath I'll come wash on your back
When you puttin on your lotion I can help you with that
I sit and think of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style
Or slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused while I'm strokin I could change how you walk
There's a swagger that you come with when you come from New York
I'm a hustler I just hustle in the things that I bought
Separate me from the rest, I feel like I'm the best
If there's a price to pay for feelin you I pay that twice
I'm as ghetto as it gets girl you know that's right
I ain't got nothin to hide baby I tell you my secrets
'Fore you end up bein 'round long enough to peep shit
I get closer to you, I mean closer than close
I get into you, after I take off my clothes
Girl I been into you, mentally long before

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

[verse 3] Moochie
If i was best friend ill take you out to dinner, have yah ass buttnaked in the house in the winter, Some reason we get more intament in december, we always start talking, and then im in yah, ill make you breakfast in bed but you can make your on dinner, i wont cheat on you girl thats word to bond im with yah !

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round all the time)
Girl I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

50 Cent - Many Men...

[Lloyd Banks]
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a motherfucker

[50 Cent]
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?

[Lloyd Banks]
50, calm down, here he come

[9 Shots]

[Banks and 50]
Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!?

[50 Cent]
Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!

[Intro: 50 Cent - singing]
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggaz trying to take my life away
I put a hole in nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
Cause I'll come and take your life away

Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me

[Verse One]
Now these pussy niggaz putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over

[Chorus - singing]
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me

[Verse Two]
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the niggaz on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing

50 Cent - 21 Questions...

[50 Cent]
New York City!
You are now rapping...with 50 Cent
You gotta love it...
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy shorty I
Need to see you and feel you next to me
I provide everything you need and I
Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry
Got some questions that I got to ask and I
Hope you can come up with the answers babe

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
If I feel off tomorrow would you still love me?
If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?
If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century,
Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?
If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz, would you poof and disappear like
some of my friends?
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive
I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside
If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King
would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin' me?
And in bed if I used to my tongue, would you like that?
If I wrote you a love letter would you write back?
Now we can have a lil' drink you know a nightcap
And we could go do what you like, I know you like that

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now (Woo!)
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
Now would you leave me if you're father found out I was thuggin'?
Do you believe me when I tell you, you the one I'm loving?
Are you mad 'cause I'm asking you 21 questions?
Are you my soulmate? 'Cause if so, girl you a blessing
Do you trust me enough, to tell me your dreams?
I'm staring at ya' trying to figure how you got in them jeans
If I was down would you say things to make me smile?
I treat you how you want to be treated just teach me how
If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see?
And when you asked me about it I said it wasn't me
Would you believe me? Or up and leave me?
How deep is our bond if that's all it takes for you to be gone?
And always remember girl we make mistakes, to make it up I do whatever it take
I love you like a fat kid love cake
You know my style I say anything to make you smile

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

Could you love me in a Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us
Could you love me in a Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us

50 Cent - Ayo Technology...

Somethin' special
Unforgetable
50 Cent (Cent)
Justin (Tin)
Timbaland (Land)
God damn (Damn)

She she, she want it
I want to give it to her
She know that
It's right here for her
I wanna see her break it down
I'm ballin'
Throwin' money around

She work it girl
She work the pole
She break it down
She take it low
She fine as hell
She about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money money, she makin' makin'
Look at the way she shakin' shakin'
Make you want to touch it
Make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her
Goin' crazy face it

Now don't stop
Get it, get it
The way she shakin' make you want to hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she split it
Got you're head fucked up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She know's just how to move to seduce you
She can do the right thing and touch the right spots
And dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop

She always ready
When you want it, she want it
Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her
On the late night, 'til daylight the club jumpin'
If you want a good time
She gonna give you what you want

Let me talk to you
Baby this a new age
You're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy Spotlights don't do you justice, baby
Why don't you come over here?

You got me saying ayo
I'm tired of using technology
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo
I'm tired of using technology
I need you right in front of me

Oh, she wants it(uh uh)
She wants it
Oh, she wants it
So, I got to give it to her
Oh, she wants it(uh uh)
She wants it
Oh, she wants it
So, I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized
Let me tell you

Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized
Let me tell you

Your hips, your thights
You got me hypnotized
Let me tell you

Your hips, your thights
You got me hypnotized
Let me tell you

Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it tick, the way she make it pop
Make it rain for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In a fantasy, it's plain to see
Just how it be on me
Backstrokin', sweat soakin'
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch 'til the club close
What should I do, one thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
From side to side, let the ride, break it down (down down)
You know I like when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move
Girl, you got me thinkin' about all the things I do to you
Let's get it poppin' shorty
We can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen

Let me talk to you
Baby, this a new age
You're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy
Spotlights don't do you justice, baby
Why don't you come over here?

You got me saying ayo
I'm tired of using technology
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo
I'm tired of using technology
I need you right in front of me

Oh, she wants it(uh uh)
She wants it
Oh, she wants it
So, I got to give it to her
Oh, she wants it(uh uh)
She wants it
Oh, she wants it
So, I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized
Let me tell you

Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized
Let me tell you

Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized
Let me tell you

Your hips, your thighs
Your got me hypnotized
Let me tell you boo