50 Cent - United Nations lyrics

50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]

[50 Cent - United Nations lyrics]

Ah, I got big bags of paper I’mma spend
We gon' do it how we do it
Then do the shit again
You should fuck with a winner
Bitch if you wanna win
We’re celebrating like a nigga home
Fresh out the pen

I’m on, bitches all on my John
To get bread and don’t blow bread
The fuck is the point
Call me Elroy, I be on some Jetson shit
Pop a x and the blue pill then wreck a bitch
I like it raw, uh baby, uh baby
I like it raw
Take a chill pill bright and early tomorrow
The morning after, plan b, no kids involved
Please no kids involved
I put that money in the
Vault bitch usain bolt
Progress…make a deal then blow mills for real
Time’s a wasting, you watching my watch, ha
You old school, huh, jocking my style

I don’t give a flying fuck
I always make bail
Motherfuck an award, check Forbes, i’m there
Not once, every year
Even when I take a break
My pockets is in shape
I’m back off a vacation can you believe it
I been getting paid on vacation
Yeah, i’ma keep niggas forever hating
They thought i’m going down
Now look, i’m levitating
I’m with Deepak meditating
In Somalia & Kenya with United Nations
Funding the world food program
Finna solve world hunger, god damn

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