I let my crotch talk for me, my dip talk for me
My cat talk for me, BOW! What up flee
My watch saying hi shorty we can meet ends
My whip saying quit playing b**ch get thin
My thing saying we can hit the mall together
Shorty its only right that we fall together
I'm into bigger things y'all ni**az y'all know my smile (It's messed up)
Ya wrist cling cling, my shit fling blow
My pinky ring talk it say fifty I'm thick
That's why these ni**az is on my stick
Some hate me, some love my pits
Flex my man he gon bump my slits
See I'm alive man I am a square
I tell them hoes if you want a queer
You try and play me, Imma win
My chromes cost less than the crib ya momma raised ya in

I was a poor wigga
Now I'm a rich ni**a (Hmm White to Black...Amazing!)
Getting vapor now you can't tell me it ni**a
You can find me in the welfare line ni**a
In the backseat tryin ta sing ni**a

New York ni**az, cocky ni**az like it's all good
F**k around we trip-walking in the wrong hood
I'm gotsta work on mah grammer, I am a rammer :D
I'm from the wild whody, but I know country clamor
See me I am really drunk, ni**az go head and grunt
I love the funk, come back, rollout I'm gay
My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sitting on dubs, that's why u take a mad dump
Don't make me hit ya up, 50 spent will fill ya cup
I lay you down, them kids will come and eat ya up
See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay wit wheat
I can't go commercial, they love me in the sheet
I'm real bloody man, the hood hate me man
Don't make me show up in ya crib like man
Locked up in a pen, I still play my shoe string
C-O screaming shut the f**k up, Big ben

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I'm in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the way
Porsche on Friday, I do all things, I'm gay
Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway
Shorty she can tell ya about my trick game
But she don't know me, she only know my lame name
Left the hood and came back, s**t got deranged
These young boys, they done got they own work, Suzanne.

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