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g-unit – you كلمات اغاني

[chorus: 50 cent]
you, you, you, you, you, you
you pay her rent
you, you, you, you, you, you
you made her rich
you, you, you, you, you, you
you f_ckin’ trick
you, you, you
man, what’s the matter wit’chu
you love that b_tch

[verse 1: lloyd banks]
man your supposed to be a player, why you chasing her for
‘fore she met you, she ain’t know the name next door
see i don’t know about you but i’m a p.i.m.p
but you ain’t, so your pockets be on empty
i let the birds fly i don’t handcuff ’em
just get a lil head then i let my man f_ck ’em, it’s nothing
you give her the money to shop for the crib
how you think see get to see me, you watchin’ the kids
my man, you won’t catch me all emotional and mushy
’cause i don’t get p_ssy whipped, i whip on p_ssy
i been all around the world, had ’em big, had ’em small, had ’em tall
chasin’ me down the hotel hall
come one, come all, we can wrestle all night long
i got special moves like the pretzel in python
a doggystyle bruisin’ up my neck ’cause my ice on
you ever had s_x with a icon, huh
[chorus: 50 cent]
you, you, you, you, you, you
you pay her rent
you, you, you, you, you, you
you made her rich
you, you, you, you, you, you
you f_ckin’ trick
you, you, you
man, what’s the matter wit’chu
you love that b_tch

[verse 2: 50 cent]
you know you was wrong when you spend the dough
you told that ho “keep it on the low”
she ran her mouth now ev’ybody know
you’s a trick ass n_gga fo sho
b_tches run behind us everywhere we go
every state, every show, every video
we ain’t gotta spend paper on these punk ass hoes
i’m a p.i.m.p. in case you ain’t know
g_unit in the house b_tch, hum it in your mouth b_tch
ya head game good, i can get done quick
’cause some hoes is celibate, they talkin’ that nun sh_t
and other hoes are freaky man, they suck more than one d_ck
presidential suite, the official jump off
b_tch you come through the door, let you garments come off
a n_ggas wanna know how i lay my mack down
with that sade sweetest taboo in the background
[chorus: 50 cent]
you, you, you, you, you, you
you pay her rent
you, you, you, you, you, you
you made her rich
you, you, you, you, you, you
you f_ckin’ trick
you, you, you
man, what’s the matter wit’chu
you love that b_tch

[verse 3: young buck]
i see you holdin’ her hands in the mall and sh_t
the whole hood don’ f_cked who you call your b_tch
you got her name tattooed on ya neck ’cause ya love her
she’ll do anything for a magazine cover
them other n_ggas might pay but not me
i been all around the world like pac and shock g
look at it my way, better him than me
sh_t i’m tryna ta even f_ck lil’ kim for free
i got the heart of a thug and the brain of a pimp
i don’t pay no car notes or help with the rent
but i stay wit carlos, he breakin’ you off
i’ma have ya in the strip club takin’ it off
see it ain’t my fault that the kid ain’t yours
and you don’ bought everything in her dressing drawer
it ain’t hard to see, this n_gga weak for them hoes
the only thing she’ll get is d_ck in her throat
yea
[chorus: 50 cent]
you, you, you, you, you, you
you pay her rent
you, you, you, you, you, you
you made her rich
you, you, you, you, you, you
you f_ckin’ trick
you, you, you
man, what’s the matter wit’chu
you love that b_tch
you, you, you, you, you, you
you babysit
you, you, you, you, you, you
you make me sick
you, you, you, you, you, you
you f_ckin’ trick
you, you, you
man, what’s the matter wit’chu
you love that b_tch

- g unit

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