After my chedda

Drum roll……..
Intro: She loves me, She loves me not – yeah – She loves me not..

The fiends need me; I ain’t around they bones ache
Detox, Rehab, cold sweats – watch ‘em shake
I’m not that “genie-in-a-bottle”; I’m in a bag
Take one hit…and slide off to the Land of ‘H’ man
When we first met, I thought you’d never doubt me
Now you tryin’ to leave me. You’ll never live without me
Girl I’m missin’ you. Come and see me soon
Tie your arm up, put that lighter under that spoon
Now put that needle to your arm, princess…stick it in
Relapse… you fat bitch don’t ever try that again!
All the shit I did for you…I made you feel good
We have a love thing; you treatin’ this like it’s just a fling
What we have is more sacred than a vow or a ring
You broke my heart you dirty bitch I won’t forget what you did
If you give birth, I’ll already be in love with your kids
Listen, I don’t give a damn if your ass start smokin’,
But we have a bond and it’s not to be broken!

Hook:
We got a love thing; girl you try to leave me but you need me - can you see you’re addicted to me?
We got a love thing; I can take you higher girl, fuckin’ wit me you can be all you can be (2X)

Baby you know…on the low your sister been eyein me
I’m good lookin’, so you know, soon she’ll be tryin’ me
I heard she bisexual; she fuck with that girl…
But boy oh boy fuckin’ wit me is a whole ‘nother world
After the first night she’ll fall in love and then chase the feelin’
I hung out with Marvin when he wrote “Sexual Healing”
Kurt Cobain..we been good friends, Ozzy Osbourne too
I been with rock stars – see you lucky I’m fuckin’ wit you
I chilled with Frankie Lyman, and Jimi Hendrix’s crew
See, this is new to you, but to me, this ain’t new
I live the lavish life. Listen, if the mood is right...
Me, you and your sister could do the do tonight
I never steer you wrong; you hyper I make you calm
I’ll be your incentive, a reason for you to move forward
Let’s make a date; promise me you’ll come and see me
Even if it means you’ll have to sell your mama’s TV
I love you, love me back – no one said lovin’ me be easy

Hook (2X)


I love you.
I got you bare-footed on glass, chasin’ a dove
That monkey on your back symbolizes my love
Your friends talk bad about me bitch...you sit there and listen to ‘em
Over and over you hurt me, my love is unconditional
They talk to you when you up; you down they got nuthin’ to say
But when you call I’ll come runnin’, I’ll always take the pain away
They set you up to let you down; they crowned you prom queen…
They know about me; behind your back they call you a fuckin’ fiend
Can we just be alone? So I can kiss and hug you…
Push me inside you. No other man can love you like I do
Call me Daddy; I’ll make you feel good – I mean real good
I find pleasure in pleasing you like a real man should
It was written long before us; it was carved in a tree
Forever me and you baby, we were meant to be
There’s more to life than laughter – what brought us together was fate
And we’ll be hand in hand when you walk through those pearly gates
And to see to that, I’ma do whatever it takes.

Hook (2X)

Back down

Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!) and Flow
Ha ha...

Chorus:Chorus: 50 Cent

It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN
Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN
Every little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN
Next time you in the hood and see an OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must cease existin, little nigga, now listen
Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin
Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin harass them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowin that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eatcha for breakfast, the watch exchanged for your necklace
and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful cuz to me you're a mystery
I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history
Never poked nothin, never popped nothin, nigga stop frontin
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you run around like you some big shot
Ha, ha pussy...

[Chorus]

"This rap game is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's lil punk ass thinkin out loud
Southside tie-dye that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other hard niggaz, they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah or Crack child
Them niggaz dead, they just SUCK, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood"
I'm back better than ever, on top of my game
Even them country boys sayin "Fifty, we feelin you mayn"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY)

[Chorus]

I ain't gonna tell nobody you pussy
I ain't gonna tell nobody you gettin extorted
It ain't over.... (G-UNIT)
I've been patently waitin to BLOWW
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show"
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep
I'm a nightmare huuhhhh
You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for your life
You heard about them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't goin no where, I done told you nigga
I'ma G-Unit motherfuckin solider nigga (They not gonna like you)
i know i know

Back Seat

feat. Tony Yayo (G-Unit))

[50 Cent]
Now play my Tony Yayo shit

Yeah, 50 Cent
G-Unit
Remix
Tony Yayo
We gonna do it again

[Hook: repeat 2X]
Back seat of the Caddy truck or Tahoe
Back seat of the Benz truck or Expo
Back seat of X5 or Range Rov'
So when I pick you up, you know how this shit go - hoe

[Tony Yayo]
Hey yo, my truck talk for me
If I was bummy and ugly
Your bitch'll still have love for me
As long as I push a truck, rims chunky
Never open my lips, your bitch wanna fuck me
Beep the air horn, hop in turn the heat on
Pick you up off the streets get your feet warm
She giving sex cause the Lex truck takes unleaded
Big thick thighs, eyes browner than Sahara deserts
Deuce-Deuce, bitches, yeah they caught your eye
And them loud system full of bass and highs
You see that X5 BM
Packed with Puerto Ricans
Bad mommies on the low, just creepin
Niggas be frontin like they bubbling coke
But they really struggling with a high car note, ha ... (YEAH)

[50 Cent]
Might see me in the Jeep
Rollin' 'round 4 deep
And you know we on the creep
Nigga, I'm holdin' it

[Hook]

[Tony Yayo]
Back seat of my truck lets swing an episode
Fuck a hotel we have sex on the road
I pull the seats back
Put the sheets in the luggage rack
Pull out my balls
And play an Aaron Hall track
I tell a chick "Bend over, mami"
Hit 'em with the Henny Dick
Now my windows foggy
Its time to party, I got TV's, CD's and DVD's
Now bitch, get on your knees
You could be a model chick or a silly hood rat
Don't cum on my leather, don't stain my floor mats
Where's your baby mama?
She in the truck and I'm blessin her
Undressing her
Make her jump out for air re-freshener
I ain't stressing her
'Cause my rims keep checkin her
She's 21, my rim size older than her
TWENTY TWO'S

[50 Cent]
Niggas say they want beef
But when they see me in the street
They don't slow down to speak
'Cause they know I'm holdin ..

[Hook]

Be a Gentleman

[Chorus]
It's best you be a gentleman
and you watch what you say (braaaatt nigga take that)
Or Jesus Christ can't save you once you go gangsta, friend

[50 Cent]
Yo, no more freestyles and verses killin' Sticky and Ja
I've movin' on now, I got bigger fish to fry
Since 'How to Rob' a lot of niggas been naming names
Monkey see monkey do, I done changed the game
Still niggas acting like I don't get down or something
Like I aint the next nigga to wear the crown or something
You gonna talk about your chips till we run in your crib
And you gone ask dumb questions like "Can I Live?"
Look, If I shoot you, I'm famous
If you shoot me your brainless, you said it yourself
I'm slick enough to twist your lines and send them back at you
Swift enough to snatch the mack and pop that at you
Take it personal see if I won't send you to hell
I've done told Tone and Poke they better have my bail
But if its over a mil don't put the crib up, don
Cause if 50 get free nigga, 50 gonna run

[Chorus] 2x
It's best you be a gentleman
and you watch what you say (braaat braat, nigga take that)
Or Jesus Christ can't save you once you go gangsta, friend
(buck! buck! buck! buck.It's gangsta)

[50 Cent]
Look I'm supposed to be cocky, I ain't a poor no more
I ain't gotta steal from the corna' store no more
Got my own crib, I ain't sleepin' on the floor no more
Bouncers don't try to play me at the door no more
But when they see me they say search him
"He might have the nine
He might shoot this motherfucker up like Shyne"
It's been a while since a new nigga came tight like this
Ya man, he aight, but he ain't quite like this
Niggas is feelin' that
The Benz pullin up on the set (uh huh)
Me jumpin out 30 thou on my neck(uh huh uh huh)
And since you said it was nothin' to sweat (what)
That you was outta line so here's what you get
A verbal ass kickin'
Jesus Christ sent me to test ya
Let's see how see how he act's under pressure
Till Makaveli returns it's 'All Eyez On Me'
Till the feds build up cases and find pie's on me

[Chorus] 2x
It's best you be a gentleman
and you watch what you say (bwahh bwahh bwahh, bwahh nigga take that)
Or Jesus Christ can't save you once you go gangsta, friend
(bo! bo! bo!, It's gangsta)

It's gangsta, 2000 shit

(Echoing)
Yo, Ya'll know what you need to do, get together, make a we are the world record

faggot ass niggas

Best Friend

[Intro]
Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tape...
*I waited, i waited, time went by. All I can do is 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)
Can i 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)
Can i 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 then put my 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)
can i 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)
can i 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
while 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)
can i 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)
can i 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

Call Me

f/ Hope, Tony Yayo

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet)
(Call me) Why you naggin me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin me (yo why you houndin me)
(Call me) Why you harassin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

(Call me) Why you naggin me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin me
(Call me) Why you harassin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

[Tony Yayo - talking in background of chorus]
50 Cent, Yayo, featuring Hope, uh huh
As we proceed, uh

[50 Cent] (Tony Yayo)
They dont like the way I wore my hat (what up)
They dont like the style a clothes I wear (uh huh)
They dont like the little things I do
Just tryin to be close to you (c'mon, c'mon)

Look I done changed up bitch, I done came up
My neck, my wrist, my ears, my fists are all blinged up
In the hood they say 50 "you a grimy nigga"
With the rims in that Coupe stay shiny nigga (stay shiny nigga)
When you disrespect me is where I draw the line
You seen my artwork but you ain't seen me draw the nine
Come through the hood, you'll get shot homey just cause I say so
I'm the hottest shit on this street, I don't do J Lo (here we go)

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet) [Hope]
(Call me) Why you naggin me? [Naggin you?]
(Call me) Girl you houndin me [Oh now I'm houndin you]
(Call me) Why you harrasin me? [Stop playin]
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

(Call me) Why you naggin me? [Man you call me]
(Call me) Girl you houndin me [Yeah whatever]
(Call me) Why you harrasin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

[Tony Yayo - talking behind chorus]
Uh huh, yeah

[Hope] (Tony Yayo)
I remember when you was a little bum nigga (what up)
No champagne, just strictly rum nigga (uh huh)
No pies, no cake, couldn't get a crumb nigga (crumb nigga)
Fuck too fast, to quick to cum nigga
Now you wanna talk like you big shit
Like you found a better bitch, wit a ass this sick
You know you love this nigga, why is you frontin?
Cause when you's fuckin wit Hope, baby girl you just fuckin (c'mon)

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet) [Tony Yayo]
(Call me) Why you naggin me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin me
(Call me) Why you harrasin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck [I just wanna fuck]

(Call me) Why you naggin me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin me
(Call me) Why you harrasin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

[Tony Yayo - talking over 2nd part of chorus]
Yeah, um, YAYO!

[Tony Yayo]
Don't call me bitch, don't be naggin me
Cause the police thinkin 'bout baggin me (baggin me)
You wanna call me on my cell, but don't got money for bail
And you the main reason that I'm stuck in the jail
You showed 'em where the Mac at (uh huh), showed 'em where the stash at (uh huh)
Got a order of protection, no I'm doin five flat
In my heart I thought you was the one
"Til you dialed them three numbers 9 1 1 (BITCH)

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Tweet)
(Call me) Why you naggin me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin me
(Call me) Why you harassin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

(Call me) Why you naggin me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin me
(Call me) Why you harassin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck

[Tweet]
Call me

Fat Bitch

We over here... with some fat chicks

[50]
Nah, I don't be fuckin wit them fat bitches
That's Yayo

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world (you know it's a nasty world)
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl (know your a nasty girl)
I ain't never gon discriminate
so let me compliment your eyes (compliment my eyes)
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat

[50]
Them Twinkies got your ass gettin' fat fat
Them cookies got your ass gettin' fat fat
That cake got your ass gettin' fat fat
Bitch you grown, that ain't baby fat fat

In the gym I see your ass up on the stair master
But you got it on level 2, bitch go a little faster
Look girl I ain't gon lie, I'll tell you how I feel
They should hand cuff your big ass to the treadmill
You wanna work out now, cause you know its gettin' hot
And your big ass fin to pop all up out the halter top
Find the right chick, wearing some tight shit, and it's on
See your ass wearing some tight shit, we like "She wrong"

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world (know it's a nasty world)
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl - You's a nasty girl (know your a nasty girl)
I ain't never gon discriminate
so let me compliment your eyes (compliment my eyes)

[50}
Yeah, you got some nice eyes, but you's a big bitch man
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat
That Burger King dun got your ass fat fat
McDonald's dun got your ass fat fat
That Dominos dun got your ass fat fat
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat

[Lloyd Banks]
I like 'em slim in the waste, curves in the right place
A bitch wit hips, lips, and a nice face
Your appetite'll put a dent up in a nigga salary
You need to stop burnin that weed, and burn a calorie
Your attitude is like you always have gear
You got a pony tail, you ain't always have hair
I just wanna see your Capri's comin' down
Mami we run the town, stay away if you 300 pounds

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world (know it's a nasty world)
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl - You's a nasty girl (know your a nasty girl)
I ain't never gon discriminate
so let me compliment your eyes

[50]
I'll say something nice about ya eyes, cause you's a big bitch man
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat
Them Entenmann's dun got your ass fat fat
Them Little Debbie's dun got your ass fat fat
These cup cakes dun got your ass fat fat
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat

[Tony Yayo]
I ain't no trick, I ain't have to borrow with my wallet
Freakin' off in your car, on your closet
It ain't nothing wrong wit a big, strong girl
If you can cook your ass off, I'll give you the world
You can be skinny or fat, white or black
Nigga pussy is pussy so, yeah, I'll hit that
I'm a freak, sure I love minage a trois
And I really care lees if you twice my size

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world ' It's a nasty world
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl - You's a nasty girl
I ain't never gon discriminate, so let me compliment your eyes

[50]
I'm a compliment your eyes
Yayo'll fuck wit you big bitches but I'm a stay the fuck away from ya

Them Twinkies got your ass gettin' fat fat
Them cookies got your ass gettin' fat fat
That Cake got your ass gettin' fat fat
Bitch you grown, that ain't baby fat fat

Stay the fuck away from me, you fuckin fat bitch