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[Intro: 50 Cent] I'm on that bullshit I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit I'm on that bullshit I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit [Chorus: 50 Cent] Startin to feel like there's nothin left to talk about but the, money, money Bill collectors keep comin when a nigga fucked up, to get money, money Nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout these hoes I'm focused on the money, MONEY (money) MONEY! Look, I don't wan' talk 'bout these hoes Let's talk about money, MONEY (money) MONEY! [50 Cent] In high school I had coke and dope money I blew, now I'm sittin on Bugatti boat money I'm eatin, I get money, nigga I shit money It smell like Benjamins, it boosts my adrenaline Go 'head fuck around, I got marksmen hit money You fuckin with that EBT welfare WIC money Who wan' catch a fade? Fuck that! Catch a blade Catch a case, bail bond, I'm out the next day Got that gold (Hammer), gold (2 Legit) proper money Talkin 'bout private jet,

Gargoyles, standing, in front of your gate, Trying to tell me to wait, But I can’t wait to see you, So I run, like I’m mad, To heavens doors, I don’t wanna be, But I won’t cheat you no more, Roses, Bel Air, take me there, I’ve been waiting to meet you, Palm trees, in the light, I can see, late at night, Darling I’m willing to greet you. Spark light, bad baby. You’ve got a flare! For the violence in the 12:00 world out there! Don’t walk with me child be young. Don’t be quiet. Everyone won’t ever tell you it’s okay to shine. Roses, Ballet, Take me away at night, I have been waiting to meet you. The dreams in my life, I can see it late at night, Darling I am waiting to greet you. God told me baby. Don’t be afraid of me. Don’t be ashamed…. Walk in the way of my soft dress erection, I own the roses, I found it so, I know your name. We’ve made a wall with your brilliant direction. Roses, Ballet, Take me away at nigh