I got carts in the paint of that joker Chevy ride Ambassador of auto tune, eight-fifty king Eight hundred and fifty niggas on my eight fifty T I pissin
where I'm (going) (Verse 2) Five hundred dollars for the tune, Five hundred dollars for the shoes, Shit this Gucci's new, Got a little Asian broad like Lucy Liu, As for
You get the notion with the motion Then you're out on the floor Fahrenheit, one hundred and two Centigrade, it's getting to you Your heart is beating, eight
again underscores the violence That has surrounded this man Since he shocked the super startem' In the world of music and entertainment (Thanks to Papa D.O.C for
moves all the lights are red all the poets are dead a familiar nightmare appears in my head times are a changin' myself I'm rearrangin' dream eight-thousand
with me! Yeah! {Whooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } [50 Cent:] It go one for the - money! Two for the dough! Three for the pimpin' now early with the hoes. Four for
Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? [P. Diddy] Aiyyo, it can't stay dark for long (can't stay dark for long)
fall face down, background is H-Town Needle drag, music stops, people call the cops For a rap cat, shot dead in the back Over a dame, for some reason
straight I love them women who like to lay it on eight Jump in with me we can dip flip Start a relationship with your lips and your hips [Chorus] DJ's playin the music
left to say Get on your job with me, Get on your job with me Ready for tomorrow if it ain?t too late Cause when them people come lookin for that money
I got rhythm I got music I got my man [Speaking] You play real good! How old are you? Eight? ...I was eight once... For a whole year! Then I went on
old man is really a square? (eighteen nineteen) When they're out having fun yeah, will I still wanna have my share? (twenty twenty-one) Will I love my wife for
proud or think their old man is really a square? (eighteen nineteen) When they're out having fun yeah, will I still wanna have my share? (twenty twenty-one) Will I love my wife for
to Darlington City Got a union connection with an uncle of Wayne's We drove eight hundred miles without seeing a cop We got rock and roll music blasting
come off It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh) Still jumping, six in the morning Table dancing, glasses are mashing (oh) No question, time for
