50 Cent - OK, You're Right lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - OK, You're Right lyrics]
Okay, okay, okay (Okay, okay, okay)
Okay, okay, okay (Okay, okay, okay)
When they talk about me
They say I be tripping (yeah)
What they say about me doesn't make me mad
(Nah, nah) i think they hating cause they
See me when I'm rolling (yeah)
Man, I can't help it that
They really doing bad (Nah, nah)
Okay, alright (They sick)
Okay, you're right (I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (For mine)
I'm in that 760 leaning when I'm stunting
I blow 50 G's
I mean with ease like this is nothing
Please don't interrupt me when I'm
Talking to my jeweler
He's putting them diamonds all
Over my Franck Muller me I get busy
I put that work in if it's worth it
Come through hit you up
I'll make a crime scene perfect
Niggas talk about me all the
Time behind my back
They don't talk about me in
My face because I'm strapped
See me in the club
I got that Henny and that 'gnac
A couple cups of that and I
Just don't know how to act
By the second bottle that's when
I just get to buzzing i said I run New York
And ain't nobody saying nothing
(Okay, okay, okay)
When they talk about me
They say I be tripping (yeah)
What they say about me
Doesn't make me mad (Nah, nah)
I think they hating
'Cause they see me when I'm rolling (yeah)
Man, I can't help it that
They really doing bad (Nah, nah)
Okay, alright (They sick)
Okay, you're right (I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (For mine)
I blew a hundred G's on my bitches in Miami
They think I'm the sweetest
Thing invented since candy
Me I catch amnesia when you
Ask me 'bout the shotty
I don't even know my name
Switching lanes in my Bugatti
Nigga, I ain't crazy
Bitches like me 'cause I'm paid
They want me, LeBron, Kobe or Dwyane Wade
When I say I'm balling
I'm not talking 'bout a ball
I'm talkin' 'bout Tiffany & Co
Stones out the mall
Niggas they can hate all they want
But they know they like this
Me I'm like that painting on the wall, baby
I'm priceless
You could come and work me over, baby
On the night shift
Catch me on the night shift
See how freaky I get (Okay, okay, okay)
When they talk about me
They say I be tripping (yeah)
What they say about me
Doesn't make me mad (Nah, nah)
I think they hating
'Cause they see me when I'm rolling (yeah)
Man, I can't help it that
They really doing bad (Nah, nah)
Okay, alright (They sick)
Okay, you're right (I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (For mine)
Okay, okay, okay, okay - sho' you right
Okay, okay, okay, okay - you know you right
Okay, alright, okay, alright
Okay, alright, okay, you're right
Okay, okay, okay (Okay, okay, okay)
When they talk about me
They say I be tripping (yeah)
What they say about me doesn't make me mad
(Nah, nah) i think they hating cause they
See me when I'm rolling (yeah)
Man, I can't help it that
They really doing bad (Nah, nah)
Okay, alright (They sick)
Okay, you're right (I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (For mine)
I'm in that 760 leaning when I'm stunting
I blow 50 G's
I mean with ease like this is nothing
Please don't interrupt me when I'm
Talking to my jeweler
He's putting them diamonds all
Over my Franck Muller me I get busy
I put that work in if it's worth it
Come through hit you up
I'll make a crime scene perfect
Niggas talk about me all the
Time behind my back
They don't talk about me in
My face because I'm strapped
See me in the club
I got that Henny and that 'gnac
A couple cups of that and I
Just don't know how to act
By the second bottle that's when
I just get to buzzing i said I run New York
And ain't nobody saying nothing
(Okay, okay, okay)
When they talk about me
They say I be tripping (yeah)
What they say about me
Doesn't make me mad (Nah, nah)
I think they hating
'Cause they see me when I'm rolling (yeah)
Man, I can't help it that
They really doing bad (Nah, nah)
Okay, alright (They sick)
Okay, you're right (I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (For mine)
I blew a hundred G's on my bitches in Miami
They think I'm the sweetest
Thing invented since candy
Me I catch amnesia when you
Ask me 'bout the shotty
I don't even know my name
Switching lanes in my Bugatti
Nigga, I ain't crazy
Bitches like me 'cause I'm paid
They want me, LeBron, Kobe or Dwyane Wade
When I say I'm balling
I'm not talking 'bout a ball
I'm talkin' 'bout Tiffany & Co
Stones out the mall
Niggas they can hate all they want
But they know they like this
Me I'm like that painting on the wall, baby
I'm priceless
You could come and work me over, baby
On the night shift
Catch me on the night shift
See how freaky I get (Okay, okay, okay)
When they talk about me
They say I be tripping (yeah)
What they say about me
Doesn't make me mad (Nah, nah)
I think they hating
'Cause they see me when I'm rolling (yeah)
Man, I can't help it that
They really doing bad (Nah, nah)
Okay, alright (They sick)
Okay, you're right (I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (For mine)
Okay, okay, okay, okay - sho' you right
Okay, okay, okay, okay - you know you right
Okay, alright, okay, alright
Okay, alright, okay, you're right