Gucci Mane - Recently (feat. 50 Cent) Lyrics

Gucci Mane - Recently (feat. 50 Cent) Lyrics

Recently I approach, the microphone, cause I ain’t no joke
Recently I approach, the microphone, because I ain’t no joke
Recently, recently, recently, recently…

[Gucci Mane]
She want to sex me of course
Cause I pull up in a Porsche
I make love to the money
But she get moist off my voice
Got a shit load of hundreds
Got a bag full of loud
Got a hand full of 20’s
I threw that shit in the crowd
I’m playing 50 and Gucci
Don’t play with 50 or Gucci
Cause they got goonies that do you
That hit your ass with the uzi
All my fans protest at my most recent arrest
I smoke nothing but the best
Here a toast of success
And little mama want to creep with me
I know she want to sleep with me
It gotta be the g in me
Cause ain’t no R&B in me
Mr. Ice Cream Man call me Mr. TMZ
Like a blindfolded man n-ggas ain’t seeing me
It’s Gucci

[Gucci Mane - Chorus]

I just brought a drop just recently
I killed the parking lot just recently
I just brought a whip just recently
I made another flip just recently
I just bust a check just recently
I bust a bad bitch just recently
I’m screaming out “who want a piece of me?!”
I just got a deal just recently

[50 cent]
50 and Gucci n-gga this shit equals bread
Homie f-ck with the paper, I’m trying to take off your head
We get the check from the music, we get the cash from the track
When it comes to the money n-gga we right where its at
Where it at! where it at! where it at! where it at! here it is!
The sickest shit, we filthy f-cking n-gga rich
Always on some crazy shit, blame it on some baby shit
Lambo round that autobahn, speeding like i bought a lot
Ain’t got to talk to get a bitch, what you think we bought it for
Catch me riding solo, you know i got the strap
That pistol like them pills hoe you know I’m popping that
I hit that button on your block and drop the top on my convertible
I’m known to find a nosey rat but ain’t nobody heard of you
They call me king, cha-ching that money coming in
Man everything I seen is over cause I’m hood
My pinky ring, that’s stacks, man that’s a hundred rats
The way it bling makes dope boys want to move crack
[Gucci Mane - Recently (feat. 50 Cent) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Chorus]

Jeremih - Down On Me (feat. 50 Cents) Lyrics

Jeremih - Down On Me (feat. 50 Cents) Lyrics

(50 cent)
She want it I can tell she want it
Want me to push up on it
For she know when I'm all on it
We get the party going liquor flowing this is fire
50 and jeremih number 1 there's nothing higher
(What you gon do)
Get it get it (I see you baby)
Work it work it
(Won't you, just put it down)
Get it get it
Work it work it
Break it break it down...

(Jeremih)
Ok she headed to the dancefloor and she slowly start to poppin it
Something like my wrist cause everybody got to watching it
Girl you go that secret treasure I'm gon put that lock on it
Don't care what they say I would be stupid to be not on it
Heard you go that sticky
Lets go and take 9 shots we'll just call it fifty
And I'm gon lick it lick it lick it
Till the hicky have her River running
Keep you running til you empty
(Bang bang bang bang)
Oh you look so sweet
What you work in Bally's
Look at your physique
Girl you are a beauty well I am a beast
They must have been trippin to have let me off the leash

(Jeremih Chorus)
I love the way you grind with that booty on me
Shorty you a dime why you looking lonely
We'll buy another round and it's all on me
As long as I'm around put it down on me
Just put it down on me
Put it down on me
Down down on me
Put it down on me
Don't throw it off the mound
Show me how its gon be
Girl all I really want is you down on me
Put it down on me

(50 cent)
Systems thumping party jumping
Shorty she's a perfect 10
She rock her hips than roll her hips
Than drop it down like it's nothing
She shaped just like an hour glass
She see how fast an hour passed
Time flys when I'm on that ass
But I won't put our sh-t on blast
Work it like a pro pro pro
Sit and watch it go go go
Do her thing all on the floor
She bounce it fast and shake it slow
So sexual incredible
She beautiful she edible
I got her I won't let her go
I aint seen nothing better yo
Look at how she twurk it
The way she work it
Make me wanna hit it hit it
Heaven when I'm in it in it
If I do not fit, I'm gonna make it
Girl you can take it
Don't stop get it get it

(Chorus)

(Jeremih)
Say you independent
Get it from your momma
Tell me if you with it
Do you really wanna wanna
Baby when you see me
You know I be on it
Can you keep it open
Put it all up on me
(x3)

Down with that booty on me
Shawty you a dime why you lookin lonely
Oh baby we can go go, low low low yeah
[Jeremih - Down On Me (feat. 50 Cents) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

(Chorus)

Eminem - Syllables (Featuring 50 Cent, Dr. Dre, Jay-Z, Stat Quo) Lyrics

Eminem - Syllables (Featuring 50 Cent, Dr. Dre, Jay-Z, Stat Quo) Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it
Then so be it
'Cause nowadays these kids, jeez
Don't give a shit about lyrics
All they wanna hear is a beat and that's it
Long as they can go to the club and get blitz
Pick up some chicks and get some digits
And the DJ's playing them hits
Oh this my jam, this my shit
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
'Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us
And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched
'Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits
Is it the beat? Is it the rap
Is it a finger snap? Rr the same 808 clap
And how do we adapt and get TRL votes
When 13 year olds control the remote
And Ashley's got a brand new nose
We gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables

[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat
Than I'm gon' feature Em and get rich
And let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range Ro'
'Cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow
Bang bang look at the way my chain glow
The ring on my fing' cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh
The fuck am I busting my brain for?
It's just the way the game go, oh, it takes two to tango
You call this a lame flow
You bought the shit
I guess you to blame too
I just found the angle
No more reality flow
I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show
Cock the MAC-11 in front of Hot 97
And call my publicist tell her we impressed heaven
No one gives a shit
Except some kids who just got into sex on the Internet
So you want the chat room or the house of Malibu Em?
Your emphasis is on the wrong syllable

[Verse 3 - Dr. Dre]
They said 30s the new 20
Funny, must mean 40s the new 30
Interesting, 'cause ever since then it's been in a sence
An extension for veteran rappers that are better than half
Of the shit coming out right now
It's all trash
The torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed
Jay said it's his last, and 50 and Em
Then what? Detox drops what we got then
So now our whole camps is running around
Scrambling over what to do
Gambling everytime we put a record out
Just looking for that hook

[Chorus - Eminem]
(Wait Dre look!)
Shorty I love you
And you love me too
We were meant to be 'cause shorty
You love me
And I love you too
And I promise I'll be true to you

[Verse 4 - 50 Cent]
Go shorty, it's your birthday
You made it just in time to hear my wordplay
It's the kid that flip flows who used to flip O's
And run G for days used to see how I get hoes
I'm international, I get my dick licked around the globe
I'm sick right into show, riding on lolo's
Puffing on coco, my bitch in Manolo's
Don't fuck with the dodo's, I sling for dumb hoes
I playing, I ain't got time to joke, joke
You fuck around, you could get your ass smoked
Look, it's not a game, me B? I ain't playing
Beat behind me player, so you here anyway
You don't hear what I'm saying
Me fin-nini-na
Fee-fi-dididee-yay
Just give me my check and I'll be on my way
Sunny bunny money and funny
You ain't even listening and I just took your money

[Verse 5 - Stat Quo]
There once was a time everywhere he turned
Shady Aftermath was all ya heard
But they say 50 sang too much
And Em got soft
And they say Dre just fell the fuck off
Well fuck the fuck offs
All y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh!
New syllables eat ball, ya fucks offs
Your house, your bitch I'm getting sucked off
East, South, Midwest, even up North
Falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the white chalk
All for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost
Catch me if you can, I'm running past while y'all walk

[Verse 6 - Ca$his]
Shady made me for bringing it back
For the history of rap
It's gone with a snap, a sneer and a clap
What happened to just spitting about living in the muthafucking city you at?
In the grimiest condition, I breath in drama
King Mathers and Cash me, thats freak karma
I'm everything, anything, you could never be
It's a hitting, rhyme in the month deep
I speak with a piece, no peace on my mind
I repeat every evil deed done of mine
No rest contest, contract to sign
By blood I'm in this squad for life
Hear out my wind pipes and I just chime
I'm the reason you guys won't say that line
I'm crazy renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I'm Rosemary's baby

[Chorus]
[Eminem - Syllables (Featuring 50 Cent, Dr. Dre, Jay-Z, Stat Quo) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Eminem Talking]
It is not about lyrics anymore
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat, a hot beat
It's about a hot beat, a hot beat
A hot hot hot beat
And a catchy hook
A hot hot hot beat
And a catchy hook
Nobody gives a damn about them syllables, sillyle-ables, whatever they are
I don't care if you gotta rhyme Smo, Joe, toe and glow
Now get out there and sell some goddamn records

Wisin Y Yandel - No Dejes Que Se Apague (Ft. 50 Cent & T-Pain) Lyrics

Wisin Y Yandel - No Dejes Que Se Apague (Ft. 50 Cent & T-Pain) Lyrics

Senorita hemos regresado
Doble
Yandel
50

If you are trying to think and then think if can go or you can go
Feels like a mouth hear reaching cause I am trying to teach ya
There so many things that you don't now
So I was his closest friend who's close it down
I wasn't close enought to try again
Until you can breave and you still wanna live
This should'ntcan come beneif
You now if I can freeze my self
On the freeout now tell me what's this really abou
How your head get suffer of dough,
It feels negative everyday (Aaaaaaa)
Allgypoliatred
Come on!

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No (WY RECORDS)

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

Sigue frente ala shery
Yo ando con mi shorty
Pasandola bien chelling (chelling, chelling)
Andando con la borty
Bebiendo bien la herty
De camino pal party (party, party)
http://monsterlyrics.blogspot.com/2010/11/wisin-y-yandel-no-dejes-que-se-apague.html

Other we could had go
But I did said it waste
But could you stop think about me almost everyday
I think about you and I say you were made just for me
I think you're perfect of perfectcious or perfectly (Tu Me Entiendes)
I gonna be what you be girl leave it to me ya
Yould better believe that
You think that you need to be and I need to be that
Se me now

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

I no wanna a thing in this song this is usualy a ride just for me me me
Baby by by ouuuu
Girl you have to see you're enought with tpain
I just can't try any more, I am gona keep on jumping around
Hit your booty in the ground
You can do that and you can make it go back to where I was and keep it pumping

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

Su brillo me enloquece
Su olor me da la musa para ponerme creativo
Y Mientras le sigo
Con ella mas me motivo
Y Mis sentidos se ponen sensitivos

Ella se prendee, se maquilla, se viste
Se monta en el carro y se enciende
Mami caliente!
Borrachos, los 2 haciendo cositas diferentes!
Yo no te veo y tengoo un deseo
Montate en la nave pa darte un paseo
Con su meneo, meneo, meneo, meneo
Ella me calma y yo me olvido del tiroteo!
Tiene trucos
Anda en el mercedez buscando quien la descongele
Ella llega ala mancion tras niveles
Y En la cama! (Caliente)
Se pone agresiva y no hay quien la pare
Ella enseguida quiere aser maldades
Que la acorrale
La tire la jale
Que todo se vale
Que Dispare!
Jaaa!

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No

No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
No Dejemos
No Dejemos Que Se Apague, No
[Wisin Y Yandel - No Dejes Que Se Apague (Ft. 50 Cent & T-Pain) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Elemental Yandel
Los Lideres Trabajan Con Los Lideres
Colegas estamos con el slipper desde arriba Jajaja!
Sus movimientos todavia son erraticos
Wisin & Yandel
The Warriors
Jajaja!
T-Pain
Victor El Nasi
Nezty
W Yandel
En Conexion Con 50 Cent
Y Todavia se atreven decir que son los numero 1
Jaja!
Seguimos Controlado los quimicos
En Conexcion Con Hyde
La Gerencia

50 Cent - Baby By Me (ft. Ne-Yo) Lyrics

50 Cent - Baby By Me (ft. Ne-Yo) Lyrics

[Intro: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 50 Cent]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire
Have a baby
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww (see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see waht I mean, come come come

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yeah I'm a freak, I get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a little bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat, you're sweatin I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper, I told ya I'll get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we be movin as fast as a NASCAR ride
Switch gears slow down, go down whoa now
You can feel every inch of it when we intimate
I'll use my tongue baby, I'll leave you sprung baby
I'll have ya head spinnin sayin 50 so crazy

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww (see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see what I mean, come see what I mean

[Bridge: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 50 Cent (Ne-Yo)]
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ohhhh)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Owww)
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Ohhhh)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (owww)
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Girl I want you to give me what you got and give me more
Girl you can start on top or on fours
You know I like it, when you get into it
Don't nobody do it, uh, like I do it
Feel the rush, from my touch, get intoxicated
Drunk off my love, call the Hennesey thug
Passion, ya laughin, I can make you smile on the regular
Tell me what you want, shorty, that's what I'ma get ya
Yeah, I need you to be what I need, more than liquor or weed
I need you to maybe give me a seed
I need you to give me reason to breathe
I need you, I'm tellin this so you know what I need
I'd be a part-time or full-time lovers, a meant-to-be lover
Don't matter which way it go, I'm oh so gutta
Girl you could get it however you wan' get it
I'm feelin you, still feelin you right now, get it

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww (see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean (see what I mean)
Come see what I mean, come see what I mean
[50 Cent - Baby By Me (ft. Ne-Yo) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Outro: Sample courtesy of "I Get Money" by 50 Cent]
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a, Be a millionaire

50 Cent - Touch Me Lyrics

50 Cent - Touch Me Lyrics

[50 Cent Intro]
This time..
I’ma make it clear..
That i’m number one..
Uh.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah..

[Verse]
Yeah she so vicious, sweet kisses, taste delicious
Maybe this is, who i should make the missus
Let’s conversate a little like a fiddle play with the middle
They way she shake when it wiggle i mean she hot like a kettle
Well me i’m strapped with the metal when i go hard for the bread
So i line you up and i dent you, you run you’re fucked when i catch you
You only eat cuz i let you i hate the fact that i met you
When you could say that you know me and act like i’m your homie..

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me, tease me, feel me and caress me (Come on come on..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go, baby I’m about to explode (Come on come on..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Yeah..)

[50 Cent Verse]
Haha.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah..
She scratch my back when i’m strokin’ she scream she like it she open
I’m sittin’ back while she suckin’, she super freaky i love it
The sex is better than basic yeah that kitty kat yeah i chase it
She do it just how i like it position after position
Back stroke, short stroke, deep stroke listen
She down for pushin’ her limits that’s why i’m pushin’ up in it
Start kissin’ her lips, then i’m kissin’ her neck
When my tongue cause her tata then bet it can wet to it, easy..

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me, tease me (Touch me baby..), feel me and caress me (Tease me baby..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go (50..), baby I’m about to explode (Whooo..!!)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (This is how it’s supposed to feel i said this is how it’s supposed to feel..)
[50 Cent - Touch Me Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Case - 50 Cent - Verse]
I’ll spend the night with you (Haha..), if you promise you will do
All the things to make me scream, and you know just what I mean (Girl you know what he mean..)
Cuz tonight you taste like ice cream (Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Work it out now.. Wooohoooo..!!)
I wanna make you fall in love, make you touch the stars above (Haha..)
Please me low and be my friend, i’ll come back and hit it again (And hit it again..)
And again, and again, and again (Again and again..)
Don’t go away (Yeah.. Come on girl..)

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me, tease me (Make it feel good..) feel me and caress me (I mean real good..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go, baby I’m about to explode (Haha..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Yeah.. I can feel it.. Owwww!!)

[Foxy Brown - 50 Cent - Verse]
What, let me get that Lex nigga, sex, wetter than aquariums
Flashing, they get their ass in (Uh..)
Who fucks slow with lear jets and coupes
My ones stackin’, you ain’t know that I be mackin’ (Nah..)
The extra set of keys, the thirty G’s
Them chips, the bellies, had you livin’ on your knees (Yeah..)
Not to mention the laced out crib in Dallas (Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Ah!)
The fourty room palace, sippin’ cristal-ise

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me, tease me (Yeah..) feel me and caress me (Now bend, and stretch come on..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go (Now bend, and stretch come on..), baby I’m about to explode (Work it out.. I said work it out..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Come on break it down.. That’s how they break it down.. Haha..)

Touch me, tease me (This is what i call fun..) feel me and caress me (I’m havin’ so much fun..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go, baby I’m about to explode (I’m back to work..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Yeah..)

50 Cent - I’ll Do Anything Lyrics

50 Cent - I’ll Do Anything Lyrics

[50 cent]
This for the b-tches ni–er,
I’ll do anything for you (i’ll do x2)
I’ll do anything you want me to (i’ll do, do, do, do)
I’ll do anything for you,

Me, I’ve dun been around the world 6 times,
A bad b-tch in every part of the world has been mine
But you can change me, baby you can change me,
Oh sh-t look I’m already not the same see,
Shorty you already make me feel brand new
I’m not fun and game girl i swear you do,
Too cold to hold and too hot to handle,
Me and you girl there is nothing we can’t do,
You like girls, i like girls too, we got something in common,
Now how the hell could that be a problem,
Shorty lets laugh, lets dance, lets drink, lets puff right here, right now,
Shit we only live once
I should not be reprimanded I cannot be acclaimed,
My love’s on level 10, im trying to get it in,
I have you coming down your candy walls,
Get you wetted in Niagara Falls, till you climax thats all,
[50 Cent - I’ll Do Anything Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Chorus]
You think I’m a fool, cos i do so many things for you,
I’ll do anything, i’ll do anything
Plus they don’t know the reason
Why i do all the things i do for you

I mean you should be in f–king love with me,
Look at all this fly shit you got

I keep a bad b-tch on deck,
We retro drinking yeah sipping Moet,
But shorty got ass for days,
I smack you sit and watch you wave
Putting stress on my brain
And head game she likes the pain,
So good i kept buying her things,
Like tennis bracelets and chains,
Diamond rings
I’m giving her the finer things, that’s why she don’t complain
I kinda got her open mayne (man), I stroke that thang,
I’m dipping into the globe, we international now, whoa

[Chorus]

Thats me and you, you ain’t supposed to understand,
You know i say some sh-t, i ain’t supposed to say but you know how i feel,

I should be an arsehole whenever I feel like, look at the sh-t I bought you,
Come on man, don’t give me no headache…come at me with dat bullsh-t
I’ll do anything for you girl

50 Cent - I Get Money Lyrics

50 Cent - I Get Money Lyrics

I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money (50)

[Chorus]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money is got, money is got (I run New York!)

[Verse 1]
I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks,
But Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the f**k?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the f**k cares?
Im stanky rich
Ima die tryna spend this shit
Southside’s up in in this bitch
Yeah I smell like the vault
I used to sell dope
I did play the block
Now I play on boats
In the south of France
Baby, St. Tropez
Get a tan? I’m already black
Rich? I’m already that
Gangsta, get a gat
Hit a head in a hat
Call that a riddle rap
Shit, f**k the chitter chat
I’m the baker, i bake the bread
The barber, i cut ya head
The marksman, i spray the lead
“I blood clot, chop ya leg”
Do not f**k with the kid
I get biz wit the cigg
I come where you live
Ya dig!
[50 Cent - I Get Money Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Chorus:]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money is got, money is got (I run New York!)

[Verse 2]
You can call this my new shit
But it aint new though
I got rid of my old bitch
Now i got new hoes
First is was the Benzo
Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, I’m sorry!
I keep blowin up! (Oh!!)
They call me the cake man
The strawberry shake man
I spray the AR
Make your whole click breakdance
Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then
9 shells, Mach 10,
“who wan get it crackin?!”

I was young, i couldnt do good
Now i cant do bad
I ride, wreck the new Jag
I just buy the new Jag
Now nigga why you mad?
Oh you cant do that
Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky
I come up out the jeweler, they callin me Rocky
Its the ice on my neck man, the wrists and my left hand
Bling like BLAOW
You like my style
Ha ha im headin to the bank right now

[Chorus:]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money is got, money is got (I run New York!)
Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk
Like a teflon Don, boy i run New York
When i come outta court, yea i pop the Cork
I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk
I I get it,
In the hood if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya im bout my bread
I I get it,
Round the world if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya they love the kid
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah, yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa..
I get money, money is got
Im back on the streets man,
I get money, money is got
Im bringin the heat man,
I get money, money is got
Im on my grind,
Money I got, money is got
Like all the time,
I get money, money is got
Tryna stop my shine,
I get money, money is got
Ill cock my 9
Dont get outta line,
Money I got, money is got
I said dont get outta line
I I get it..
I I get it..
Yeah, yeah

50 Cent - Ayo Technology Lyrics

50 Cent - Ayo Technology Lyrics

Something 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 want to, see you break it down
I’m ballin’, throw’n money around

Verse 1 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):

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, go 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 splitted
Got you’re head f**ked 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 gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you’re lap till you’re ready to pop
[50 Cent - Ayo Technology Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

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, till daylight the club jumpin’
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want

Chorus (Justin Timberlake):

Let me talk to ya

Baby you’re so new age, you 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

Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology, why don’t you sit down on top of me

Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

(timbaland)
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you

Verse 2 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):

Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it shake, 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 her fantasy, there’s plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin’, sweat soaking
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I’m ready to roll
I’ll be in this bitch till 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 thinking 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

Chorus (Justin Timberlake):

let me talk to ya

Baby you’re so new age, you 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

Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology, why don’t you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

(timbaland)
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized, let me tell you

50 Cent - I Get It In Lyrics

50 Cent - I Get It In Lyrics

Intro
Yeah
Na-na-na-na
Yeah
Na-na-na-na

Bridge
Now me i’m the life of the party
A little bit of juice little bit of the gin
A little bit of Mo et play bottles of the Rose
Feel a little buzz then i’m gettin’ it in..
Now me I get it in, I get it in..
Me i get it in, I get it in..
Now me I get it in, I get it in..
Me i get it in, I get it in..

Verse
Look as soon as i step in the club i swear my nigga you can feel the attention shift
Started around twelve ended up around two i better leave with more hoes than i came here with
I can’t be responsible for what i say or i do when i talk intoxicated
Shorty say i told her i love her i put her out the next mornin’ sayin’ bitch i must have been faded
I don’t know what you heard about me but the word about me that i’m no trick i’m no sucker i’m no chump
I be in the VIP with my niggaz ’round me sayin’ y’all can have whatever you want..

Chorus
Me i get it in
Sunday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
That’s Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday we get it in..
I need a drink, give me a drink
I need a drink, shorty give me a drink
I need a drink, give me a drink
I need a drink, shorty give me a drink
[50 Cent - I Get It In Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Verse
I hate to say i told you so, but i told you so, i go hard when it’s time to play
Shorty get to droppin’ it low, like the dancers do, in the Go-Go in front of me
She know i like to see her dance she get to breakin’ it down we get the bouncin’ outta control
Because i got a hell of a flow we got paper to blow my whole clique pop bottles galore
It’s no secret the hood done peeped it when we come through son we look like bread
My ‘89 grind make my old nine shine like we been movin’ bricks ’round this bitch for years
I say i get it in it’s because i get it in, now shorty there a eight but her friend near a ten
I finna spend my G she fuck with me i’m into win, i’m cooler than her ma then we do this shit again

Chorus
Me i get it in
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
That’s Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday we get it in
I need a drink, give me a drink
I need a drink, shorty give me a drink
I need a drink, give me a drink
I need a drink, shorty give me a drink

Bridge-
Na-na-na-na-Now me i’m the life of the party
A little bit of juice little bit of the gin
A little bit of Mo et play bottles of the Rose
Feel a little buzz then i’m gettin’ it in
Now me I get it in, I get it in
Me i get it in, I get it in
Now me I get it in, I get it in
Me i get it in, I get it in