50 Cent

50 Cent - Come & Go lyrics

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[50 Cent]

I make 'em move

I make 'em move

I make it hot up in here

Look around, see what we got up in here



[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out

Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin we ain't speakin bitch

Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out

Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent trick



[50 Cent]

They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it

I topped "In Da Club," I'm still sippin the bubb'

The drama I'm widdit, I get biz, you get it

I breezed on that shiddit, I split your widdig

That's why a nigga bit it, I can't forget it

I said I didn't do it, witnesses said I did it

I'm fresh out on bail, my Benz is all kitted

Five TV's, my rims is so siddick

I cruise through your bitch and just fall in love with it

Baby come in - girl I wanna give it to you

Once I'm in - in sum, I'm a freak with it

Money come quiddick, hot shit I spit it

G-Unit kitted, blue New York fitted

Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah, I'm with it

She come to my hotel room, she know she gon' get it

It's exercise, my homey he been waitin

He next to ride



[Chorus]



[50 Cent - singing]

People always talkin 'bout

My reputation~! I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em

I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em, I don't love 'em

I don't care, what she do, with him

It's all good with me

Soo-oooh-ooooooooh



[50 Cent]

Yeah

They can't do it how I do it, I'm #1, I knew it

I thug, do my thang, and gangsters bop to it

It's hit after hit, damn I'm on the road

I'm like James Brown now, man I got soul

Naw I ain't a pimp but HELL YEAH I got hoes

I was born due to this, when I breathe I make a killin

You think I'm bullshittin, my money touchin the ceiling

Can't buy condos, I'm buyin the building

I'm pissin the wrong women, R. Kelly do it to children

You bet against me boy, I'ma hurt your feelings

Cause over and over I'ma keep on winnin

My Rolls Royce tinted, your Phantom rented

That's why we never ever ever see you in the hood with it

Man e'rybody know, like e'rywhere I go

When 50 in the club shit just go out of control

You can blame it on Em, or blame it on Dre; okay~!



[Chorus]





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