songteksten lyrics album 50 Cent - Wanksta
LyricsProvider.nl
.com / .net / .org
Your Lyrics Resource!
menu
Friday, November 22nd 2024

  » Home
  » Lyrics
  » Search
  » Albums
  » Charts
  » Add Lyrics
  » Missing Lyrics
  » Most Wanted
  » Link Partners
  » Sheetmusic
  » Help Us
  » Messageboard
  » Contact
  » Link Exchange
  » Advertising
  » Bookmark


Partners
Guitar Board.com
Search-22.com
Music Lyrics
Browse Lyrics
Letras de Canciones
Frozen Rain: Melodic rock music and tons of links
Song Lyrics
AlLyrics - Song Lyrics
Album Song Lyrics
Top 200 Lyrics

More partners...
Wannabe a partner?

Home > Lyrics > 5 > 50 Cent > Wanksta
Lyrics by TITLE
Lyrics by ARTIST
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Lyric tools:   sheetmusic 50 Cent Wanksta Sheetmusic | Add lyric Hide lyric tools
E-mail to:
Viewed: 3712
This month: 756
Date added: 2003-02-12
Quality: 100% (rated: 1x)
Rate:
This lyric is correct.
>> LyricsProvider.com presents: "Wanksta - 50 Cent"

Wanksta

50 Cent

Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin' (2003)
Submitted by: NoUse
On date: 2003-02-12 11:19:58
Comments: Whoooo! Yeah, it's 50... 50 cent!

Whoooo!
Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I gotta lotta livin'
To do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it 

Say you a gangsta, but you never pop nuttin'
Say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'

Verse 1:
You ain't no friend of mine
You ain't no kin of mine
What makes you think that I won't run up on you with the nine?
We do this all the time
Right now we on the grind
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' nicks and dimes
Shorty she's so fine, I gotta make her mine
An ass like that, gotta be one of a kind
I crush 'em everytime
Punch 'em with every line
I'm fuckin' with they mind
I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine
If I'm around to rhyme
Been on parole since '94 cuz I commit the crime
I stay in my line
I did it 3 to 9
The D's ran up in my crib, you know who dropping dimes

Hook (2x):
Say you a gangsta, but you never pop nuttin'
Say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
Go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nuttin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nuttin'

Verse 2:
Damn homey
In high school you was the man homey
The fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta
When it come to the cheddah
Nigga you play with my paper, you gon' meet my beretta
Now shorty think I'ma sweat her
I'm sippin' on Amaretto
I might hit once, then date her
I know I can do better
She look good, but I know she after my cheddah
She tryna get to my pockets homey and I ain't gon' let 
Her be easy
Start some bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in the club doin' the same old two step
Gorilla Unit cuz, they say we bugged out
Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out

Hook

Verse 3:
Me, I'm no mobsta
Me, I'm no gangsta
Me, I'm no hit man
Me, I'm just me, me
Me, I'm no wanksta
Me, I'm no actor
But it's me you see on your TV 
Cuz I hustle baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means partner, I got to eat on these streets
And you play me close, for sure I'm gon' pop my heat
Niggas sayin' they gonna murder 50, how?
We ride around with guns the size of Lil' Bow Wow
What you know about AK's and AR-15's ?
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers, and inf-beams huh?

Hook

Haha
Damn homey

Taken from: >> LyricsProvider.com
Lyric comments:
0 comments in total. Showing last 0
Insert | Hide
There are no comments for this lyrics...


   
  © 2001-2014 LyricsProvider.com | Privacy Policy | Site stats