50 Cent

(feat. Paul Wall)
Yeah! Its 50!
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
She got a have it man she powder her nose
And you can see she was a freak I suppose
She in the telly she use all three holes
Man you know me I just go with the flow
Just a touch, a blow, a lil bit
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
And its on, up and down she like to ride on top
Fast, prayin that the condom pop
Thats foul, but fuck it its all hood to me
Now Hollywoods been real real good to me
Now who gives a fuck if a bitch just aint shit
In the whip she gives CPR to my dick
You losin em baby, get em up quick
This role play Im really gettin into this shit
In the telly on all fours Im ridin that horse
Screamin WOO HA! till my voice is lost
Call me 50 call me daddy you can call me the boss
My dick XXL you can call me The Source
You can lie bout my performance and give bad reviews
A quickie suppose to be quick bitch I kept on my shoes
Oh you thought we had a love thing girl you confused
Dont listen to the gossip its never ever true
They say I do things that I never ever do
On the radio, they say me and you a item
Nas fall in love with hoes me I just like em
I cant be your man Paris head game great
And Eves usin dildos on her sex tape
Ashantis lil ass butt naked in the truck
These bitches is poppin off why would I tie myself up
At the Super Bowl Janet Jackson showed me a tit
Other niggaz saw it but I felt she showed me it
Times is hard in the yard baby this is real shit
My record sales slow, Im a show you my dick
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
Its Paul Wall Baby
Im a let you know what it do, you know what Im talking about?
Ive give these bitches the pipe
They take a puff and they addicted for life
Gon kiss the mic, but baby girl just dont bite
Hitting whores from the back, its more addicting then crack
Thats why Im fucking every night and skeeting nut on they back
Im addicted to groupie love, menage three aint new
I treat these boppers like my music; all I want is to screw
So when I come through, you know Im armed with both straps
One filled with hollow tips, the other in the gold pack
You could call me "Southern Slaughter" when I beat a bitch out
Its like war under them sheets, I leave these whores shell shocked
I have them sitting sideways, and walking sideways
Beat it up and skeet it up and leave they mind in a daze
Im a professional ladies man, player at leisure
Hit it twice and she might fuck around and start having seizures
Whores tell me Im the champ, they got they eyes on my prize
My track record tells that all this all truth, no lies
Im Paul Wall baby
[Chorus:]
She got a have it man she powder her nose
And you can see she was a freak I suppose
She in the telly she use all three holes
Man you know me I just go with the flow
Just a touch, a blow, a lil bit
[Bridge:]
Wait a minute baby hold on, Im just tryin to fix the camera
You know, relax, ha ha h, Im comin, yeah
Its on you got the water in the tub
Wanna get in the tub, ha ha ha ha
[Chorus:]
She got a have it man she powder her nose
And you can see she was a freak I suppose
She in the telly she use all three holes
Man you know me I just go with the flow
Just a touch, a blow, a lil bit, and its on
[ Just A Touch (Remix) Lyrics ]