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Fifty Video (MV)




Performed By: Papa Jay
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Joseph Hassan McCarron




Papa Jay - Fifty Lyrics




I'm feeling like Fifty
No window shopping
Brudda you get me
In da club outta control
Hate it or love it
I'm a hustla for sho
Hustlers ambition
I got a vision
I'm on a mission
Change my conditions
What up gangsta
I know you cappin
You're just a wanksta

No mercy no fear
Guess who's back
Look in the mirror
I re appear
I'm taking your girl to the candy shop
Let her lick on my lollipop
I be Poppin them thangs
My money go straight to the piggy bank
If I can't do it
Homie it can't be done
Man I'm just having fun
Now watch me go straight to the top
Nobody can tell me to stop
You be chasing the hoes
I be chasing the paper
I'm on a roll call it that sushi
Respect to the g's ain't talking no uzi
Ayo I'm tired of using technology
I want you in front of me
Have a baby by me
Baby you'll see
Nobody can play with me
Ok you're right
Now f out my sight
Catch me outside
Driving my ride
Minding my business
Always be chillin
Now back to the topic
Taking off like a rocket
Ain't nothing changed
Niggaz doing the same old thangs
When it rains it pours
I'm stuck outside can you open the door
I wanna get rich or die trying
I'm writing this song without even trying
Fifty my idol man I ain't lying
Animal ambition an untamed desire to win
Stay out of my life I decide who's in
Kinda forgot to mention
Miss having girls asking me 21 questions
But I needed reflection
Had to step back I call it recession
I'm feeling like Curtis
Finding my way
I'm finding my purpose
Disco inferno
Faster than turbo
Flow so cold I call it inverno
You're rocking with a pro
I get it for sho
Chasing the dough
I get it in
Many men hating on me
Cos they're not ready
Sharp like machete
Calling me petty
I learned it from Fifty
Patiently waiting for a track to explode on
Hold up hold on
Getting my roll on
If I was your best friend
I'd want you round all the time
I'm talking shit
I need just a lil bit
All by lonely I'm on the grind
PIMP
Reppin the E
Let's take a selfie baby say cheese
Hahahaha
Laughing straight to the bank
Need to get paid
Minimum wage
That ain't the way
I'm killing this track
Call it the massacre
Stand up guys I'm the ambassador
Wish me luck
Before I self destruct
Thank you Fifty
For being my peer
Inspiring me all of those years
Chasing my goals
You're my idol
Wanted to let you know

I'm feeling like Fifty
No window shopping
Brudda you get me
In da club outta control
Hate it or love it
I'm a hustla for sho
Hustlers ambition
I got a vision
I'm on a mission
Change my conditions
What up gangsta
I know you cappin
You're just a wanksta

I'm feeling like Fifty
No window shopping
Brudda you get me
In da club outta control
Hate it or love it
I'm a hustla for sho
Hustlers ambition
I got a vision
I'm on a mission
Change my conditions
What up gangsta
I know you cappin
You're just a wanksta
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I'm feeling like Fifty
No window shopping
Brudda you get me
In da club outta control
Hate it or love it
I'm a hustla for sho
Hustlers ambition
I got a vision
I'm on a mission
Change my conditions
What up gangsta
I know you cappin
You're just a wanksta

No mercy no fear
Guess who's back
Look in the mirror
I re appear
I'm taking your girl to the candy shop
Let her lick on my lollipop
I be Poppin them thangs
My money go straight to the piggy bank
If I can't do it
Homie it can't be done
Man I'm just having fun
Now watch me go straight to the top
Nobody can tell me to stop
You be chasing the hoes
I be chasing the paper
I'm on a roll call it that sushi
Respect to the g's ain't talking no uzi
Ayo I'm tired of using technology
I want you in front of me
Have a baby by me
Baby you'll see
Nobody can play with me
Ok you're right
Now f out my sight
Catch me outside
Driving my ride
Minding my business
Always be chillin
Now back to the topic
Taking off like a rocket
Ain't nothing changed
Niggaz doing the same old thangs
When it rains it pours
I'm stuck outside can you open the door
I wanna get rich or die trying
I'm writing this song without even trying
Fifty my idol man I ain't lying
Animal ambition an untamed desire to win
Stay out of my life I decide who's in
Kinda forgot to mention
Miss having girls asking me 21 questions
But I needed reflection
Had to step back I call it recession
I'm feeling like Curtis
Finding my way
I'm finding my purpose
Disco inferno
Faster than turbo
Flow so cold I call it inverno
You're rocking with a pro
I get it for sho
Chasing the dough
I get it in
Many men hating on me
Cos they're not ready
Sharp like machete
Calling me petty
I learned it from Fifty
Patiently waiting for a track to explode on
Hold up hold on
Getting my roll on
If I was your best friend
I'd want you round all the time
I'm talking shit
I need just a lil bit
All by lonely I'm on the grind
PIMP
Reppin the E
Let's take a selfie baby say cheese
Hahahaha
Laughing straight to the bank
Need to get paid
Minimum wage
That ain't the way
I'm killing this track
Call it the massacre
Stand up guys I'm the ambassador
Wish me luck
Before I self destruct
Thank you Fifty
For being my peer
Inspiring me all of those years
Chasing my goals
You're my idol
Wanted to let you know

I'm feeling like Fifty
No window shopping
Brudda you get me
In da club outta control
Hate it or love it
I'm a hustla for sho
Hustlers ambition
I got a vision
I'm on a mission
Change my conditions
What up gangsta
I know you cappin
You're just a wanksta

I'm feeling like Fifty
No window shopping
Brudda you get me
In da club outta control
Hate it or love it
I'm a hustla for sho
Hustlers ambition
I got a vision
I'm on a mission
Change my conditions
What up gangsta
I know you cappin
You're just a wanksta
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Writer: Joseph Hassan McCarron
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