50 Cent - Poor lil' rich lyrics

[Verse 1]
I let my watch talk for me,
my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me,
BOW! What up homie
My watch saying "hi shorty we can be friends"
My whip saying "quit playing bitch get in"
My earring saying "we can hit the mall together"
Shorty its only right that we ball together
I'm into bigger things y'all niggaz y'all know my style
Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow

My pinky ring talk it say "fifty I'm sick"
That's why these niggaz is on my dick
Some hate me, some love my hits
Flex my man he gon bump my shit
See I'm a lie man I really don't care
I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear
You try and play me I'ma blaze it in
My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in

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I was a poor, nigga
Now I'm a rich, nigga
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit, nigga
You can find me in the fo' dot six, nigga
In the backseat fondling ya bitch, nigga

[Verse 2]
New York niggaz, cocky niggaz like it's all good
Fuck around be crip-walking in the wrong hood
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no fucking bama
I'm from the wild whody, but I know country grammar (whoo)
See me I get it crunk, niggaz go head and front
I go pop the trunk, come back rollout I'm done (yeah)
My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sitting on dubs that's why you mad chump
Don't make me hit ya up, to settle this bitch up
I lay you down them coroners will come and get ya up
See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay with heat
I can't go commercial, they love me in the street
I'm real bloody man, the hood love me man
Don't make me show up in ya crib like bro-man
Locked up in the pen, I still do my thang
C.O. screaming shut the fuck up in the pen

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[Verse 3]
I'm in the Benz on Monday, a BM on Tuesday
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the hooptay
Porsche on Friday, I do things my way
Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway
Shorty she can tell ya about my dick game
But she don't know me, she only know my nickname
Left the hood and came back, damn shit changed
These young boys, they done got they own work man

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