50 Cent - Stretch lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Stretch lyrics]
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with
Like a eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch
Fantastic man, I make the money come faster
Man
Yeah, your favorite bad guy's gone
The Joker's dead so for now 'til forever
You're stuck with the kid
I ain't supposed to be a boss
I'm supposed to be an enforcer
I'm supposed to hold a gun
Not be stuck in an office
Michael pimped me? I was
In the passenger seat
We was comfortable with me 'round
'cause I blast my heat
'94, I was trying to catch
Mason for bricks raw
Charlie fucked up the jux, they
Took no orders little boy, stretch
The cocaine, I go hard when the drought come
When the straps come out, son
Niggas know the outcome
Lay low, stay low, you may see Jesus
You hit with a stray, yo
For no fucking reason
You praying for a Benz
It's a blessing you breathing
It's a miracle that God gave me this TEC
Now I'm eating
Cop it, chop it, profit, it's all for sale
Cocaine, candy rain, I'm so for real, yeah
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like
A eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch
Fantastic man, I make the money come faster
Man
Yeah, I'm the dope man, coke man, smoke man
Whatever man
The X man, TEC man, you better respect, man
Get the green, triple beam, inf' beam
Murder scheme
Fiend, morphine, dream, codeine, more lean
Gun pop, one shot, body drop, it wasn't me
Tell the cops it wasn't me, you saw me
Right? It wasn't me
It's not my MO, see, me, I make it stretch
Get in the way, I put a body on my TEC
Call me crazy, I die for what I stand for
I'll have ammo flying out the Lambo
Like Commando, nah, like Rambo
I keep my cool as long
As the fucking grams go
Woopty-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae
It's hot in here, I'm by the
Stove cooking crack all day, stretch
We gon' bag up all night
We ain't goin' nowhere 'til
The count bag right, yeah
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like
A eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch
Fantastic man, I make the money come faster
Man
Yeah, it's a bird, it's a plane, no
It's pure cocaine
Trying to blow selling blow, I'm
Who you fuck with, man
I got Spiderman high, I made Batman fly
Your favorite hero took a hit
Now here you try i don't care if it's a sin
I don't care if you're ten
Look around kid, it's a cold world we're in
If you ask me my offer is extremely handsome
A little Charlie, Marley
A little bit of Manson
Yeah, me falling off is really far fetched
I turn a little to a lot, I make it stretch
In come the Franklin's then come the Benji's
Fiends by the crackhouse, dirty and dingy
Yeah
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like
A eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch fantastic man, I make the
Money come faster, man, yeah
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with
Like a eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch
Fantastic man, I make the money come faster
Man
Yeah, your favorite bad guy's gone
The Joker's dead so for now 'til forever
You're stuck with the kid
I ain't supposed to be a boss
I'm supposed to be an enforcer
I'm supposed to hold a gun
Not be stuck in an office
Michael pimped me? I was
In the passenger seat
We was comfortable with me 'round
'cause I blast my heat
'94, I was trying to catch
Mason for bricks raw
Charlie fucked up the jux, they
Took no orders little boy, stretch
The cocaine, I go hard when the drought come
When the straps come out, son
Niggas know the outcome
Lay low, stay low, you may see Jesus
You hit with a stray, yo
For no fucking reason
You praying for a Benz
It's a blessing you breathing
It's a miracle that God gave me this TEC
Now I'm eating
Cop it, chop it, profit, it's all for sale
Cocaine, candy rain, I'm so for real, yeah
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like
A eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch
Fantastic man, I make the money come faster
Man
Yeah, I'm the dope man, coke man, smoke man
Whatever man
The X man, TEC man, you better respect, man
Get the green, triple beam, inf' beam
Murder scheme
Fiend, morphine, dream, codeine, more lean
Gun pop, one shot, body drop, it wasn't me
Tell the cops it wasn't me, you saw me
Right? It wasn't me
It's not my MO, see, me, I make it stretch
Get in the way, I put a body on my TEC
Call me crazy, I die for what I stand for
I'll have ammo flying out the Lambo
Like Commando, nah, like Rambo
I keep my cool as long
As the fucking grams go
Woopty-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae
It's hot in here, I'm by the
Stove cooking crack all day, stretch
We gon' bag up all night
We ain't goin' nowhere 'til
The count bag right, yeah
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like
A eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch
Fantastic man, I make the money come faster
Man
Yeah, it's a bird, it's a plane, no
It's pure cocaine
Trying to blow selling blow, I'm
Who you fuck with, man
I got Spiderman high, I made Batman fly
Your favorite hero took a hit
Now here you try i don't care if it's a sin
I don't care if you're ten
Look around kid, it's a cold world we're in
If you ask me my offer is extremely handsome
A little Charlie, Marley
A little bit of Manson
Yeah, me falling off is really far fetched
I turn a little to a lot, I make it stretch
In come the Franklin's then come the Benji's
Fiends by the crackhouse, dirty and dingy
Yeah
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That's what I do stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like
A eighth of dope before I'm through
Product stretch i got it mastered, man, in
The hood I'm like plastic, man
Stretch fantastic man, I make the
Money come faster, man, yeah