Texty:
50 Cent High All The Time

on me to ring that cam bell like Niomee Ohh that girl has take it on easy lookin all oiled up and all greazy about that time you stop that teasin way

I raise my knife, shit, I'm fiendin' to cut something See I walk like Ron O'Neil and talk like Goldie If the bitch think I love her, then the bitch don't know me (50 Cent

they hearts pacin' For snatching gold trying' to dip into the god's basement Our location lead steel shed spread Cracked shorty head Left sweetie there for dead Ghetto poodles, fingers sticky from cheese doodles Starving' for a 50 cent

Floatin all the time on cloud nine La la la la la la la High everynight from your light La la la la la la la Floatin all the time on cloud nine La la

don't play but I'm a playa till the motherfuckin' end I got no pickup lines I stay on the grind I tell the hoes all the time Bitch get in my car (Bitch

you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass you better love me, bitch Chorus X2 (and all the bitches say) [50 Cent] My boys is crazy in the

get each one for free so feast up i pee in a cup for 3 months, i'm having a E party for easter, please come 50 Cent: We gon' bring it to anybody who

the bitch think I love her the bitch don't know me {*laughing*} [50 Cent] Sorry Kim [Eminem] Oh Sorry, Oh [Chorus] [Eminem] Soul Assassins y'all

usually hop on the next dick, when they see 50 Cent or Juve Who he that's Koopa, but he look like 50 Cent oh yeah Well G-G-G-G-ge-ge-ge-get the hell out