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50 cent - no romeo no juliet كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: 50 cent with chris brown]
ayo, quit captain savin’, serenadin’ them hoes
she no juliet for no romeo with no dough
she report to pimpin’, now back to trickin’
she report to pimpin’, n-gga back to trickin’

[verse 1: 50 cent]
hey ho, get back to twerkin’, back to workin’ (yeah)
get back to strippin’, they back to tippin’ (woo!)
them stacks is fallin’, they back to ballin’ (come on)
them bottles is poppin’, b-tch, the mall is callin’ us
quit f-ckin’ around, not playin’ around, b-tch, sh-t is for real (for real)
quick makin’ a stack, bag make us a mill, i mean, get us a deal (come on)
b-tch, fix us a meal, tell me how does it feel?
on the social network when they say a n-gga really ain’t got no chill

[pre-chorus: 50 cent with chris brown]
he think he f-ckin’ my b-tch, n-gga, that b-tch for rent
he know how to treat a ho, i mean all that money spent
she says you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
things tend to go a little different ’round here, we pimpin’ n-gga

[chorus: 50 cent, chris brown & both]
quit captain savin’, serenadin’ them hoes
she no juliet for no romeo with no dough
she report to pimpin’, now back to trickin’
she report to pimpin’, n-gga back to trickin’ (ayo)
quit captain savin’, serenadin’ them hoes (oh)
she no juliet for no romeo with no dough (ooh, ooh)
she report to pimpin’, now back to trickin’ (yeah)
she report to pimpin’, n-gga back to trickin’
we pimpin’ n-gga

[verse 2: chris brown]
p.i.m.p., who the shotta them?
i’m the girl dem sugar, watch them follow him
have the homies come through, 400, that be the block (fruits)
tag yo’ sh-t, we goin’ up on the instagram
higher than a ceilin’ fan
i’m whippin’ bricks in the kitchen
i’m flyin’ sh-t out the window like i was peter pan
i handle my own sh-t, i own sh-t
alone sh-t, middle finger to the middle man
anybody that can get it when they want it
finger f-ckin’ b-tches, she gon tell me when she c-mmin’
50 in this b-tch and i ain’t askin’ him for nothin’
that’s my og, if a n-gga trippin’, get to bustin’
mo’ money mean mo’ problems
if your n-gga got the money, we gon’ rob him
boy, i’m simply, a p.i.m.p
and i’ma let it go ’til the clip go empty (wow!)

[verse 3: 50 cent]
i’m gettin’ big money, starting to get hard to keep a n-gga from hatin’ (yeah)
i’m with a white b-tch, n-gga google this sh-t we interracial datin’ (haha)
this is a new wave, i’m a new wraith, a n-gga sit on suede (come on)
like i’m special ed, but i ain’t special ed, b-tch, i got it made (ow!)
we here to make the paper, hope you n-ggas on the same page (yeah)
you know boy in the hood’ll have you runnin’ like ricky from the 12 gauge
you know my bottom b-tch, i done told her how to break a n-gga 12 ways
a few tricks a day, that there keep the bill collectors away
you hear my name on the street, circulatin’, you heard i’m cakin’ (mmm)
these n-ggas try to compete, perpetratin’, what’s percolatin’? (yeah)
i got game for days, ask around, they tell you i put it down
so a ho feel like i’m right next to her when a n-gga way up town

- 50 cent

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