(50 Cent)
Yeah
It is what it is, son, ^!$$%s can't stand it

It's my fifth lap, a ^!$$% been round and round the planet
Shorty said 'Welcome to Miami'
Her friends sayin 'Welcome to Miami'

Jet-skies, the yacht, parked in the backyard
Back to back Porshes, a ^!$$% go that hard
I love money, ^!$$% this drug money

Laundromat, spin cycle, make it snow money
Beef nothin' to a ^!$$%, ^!$$% I'm comfy'
Throw a hundred racks on a (*##$, I told ya she want me

If I want the ho, I get the ho, $#&@ the ho then forget the ho
Let a ho be a ho, play the pimp, pay the rent
I'm a fly ^!$$% on or off, yeah I buy fly %#@!

Presidential rolly ^!$$% tell me now, can you buy that?
I'm the biggest ^!$$% Southside seen since Fat Cat
I tell a ^!$$% suck a dick quick cause I'm strapped back


[Hook: 50 Cent]
I make it double up, few blocks of raw

I, I, I did it, I got to get more
I make it double up, baking soda galore
Till we in Bentleys and mansions with marble on the floor

I make it double up
Aye bring me that pyrex
Get the baking soda, the ice

I'mma show you how you do this %#@!
You think I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I'm doin


(Hayes)
We on the other side of the border chilling with drug lords
Tryin put a order in during the drug wars

Jay said this is what happens when you disrespect one of us
And cut a muh$#&@a head off right in front of us
That's when I said i'm going back to cali

My man said he going back to cali
I know some Mexicans in Arizona I'm cool with
I'd rather slang that than come and deal with this bull%#@!

'cause I ain't gonna budge
Pay me or die g, dog, it ain't no love
^!$$%s know who they owe

My number ain't changed (*##$
Front door service put one in your brain quick
Could've put it right in your chest close range %#@!

Watch you die slow let you know who you playin' with
$#&@ all that swearin' to god, promise and prayin' %#@!
I ain't a big sob story fan, I'm spraying %#@!

12 gauge, AR-15, AK'n %#@!
Passenger seat's gon' get killed, I'm sayin' this princ-i-pals
We don't draw the line at drug dealing, we crim-i-nals

Goin' all out
Before I say you played me I'll go in ya'll house
And get killed there or blow your $#&@ing brains out

You gotta bring your $$# to get some
You gotta make cash to spend some
And I ain't a victim motha$#&@a

Hayes