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50 Cent

50 Cent

You Already Know

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Intro: Lloyd Banks
Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!Uh

Chorus: Lloyd Banks
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin' to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin' on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

Verse 1: Lloyd Banks
I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey
Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes know to find me
Where there's money, yeah I'm the s**t honey (WOO!!!)
Hood nigg* with the rubberband grip money
If I go broke I make you and your man strip dummy
Yeah nigg*, you don't want it with them they're bigger
Cross us, you're on somethin' we bare
Yeah nigg* hair trigga teflon chest gone G's up
Freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin' more than ever
Dead smack in the hood good pokin' out my leather
I'm a Good Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater
If your b*tch give me a sign I'm a get her

Chorus: Lloyd Banks
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin' to get a model out the do'
High blowin' bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin' on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

Verse 2: 50 Cent
'Cause were always focused we move around with the toasters
Push the rock to the smokers, warnin' do not approach us
We in the club with the pokers, steppin' in Gucci Loafers
Stuntin' in Testerossas, stylin' in front of vultures
My click be the coldest, baddest girls they know us
After the shows they blow us, and do all type of s**t fo' us
Now I can speak for me cause me everywhere I be
know I'm a G, got it locked got the keys
We move from bundles to D sippin' on Hennessy
Buck rollin' the trees, Banks countin' the cheese
We get the paper then breeze, nigg* we overseas
You stuck in the hood, aw that ain't good
Different town, different tour, different telly, different wh*re
Triple X, wet sex, who's next, latex
Condom, condo, I'm tight my money long though
You lookin' for a drink b*tch I ain't what you lookin' fo'

Chorus: Lloyd Banks
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

Verse 3: Young Buck
I'm out on bond but the forty still on me
Bouncin 'round like Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies
Watch I hit, need a lick, ain't 'gon get me a brick
I keep on losin shootin' dice and I'm sick of this s**t
Clientele still poppin' so the junkies keep comin
And my neighbors is watchin' but we still gettin' money
On this block 'till the sun drop I don't have a home
I will not stop, sellin' rocks, thug 'till I'm gone
Got a couple old schools and some iced out jewels
Some G-Unit shoes body full of tatooes
'Bout to stomp me a b*tch, put the pump to his lips
Tell him talk that s**t, now y'all wanna trip
I keep it dirty on the East Coast dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigg* with a glock and a vest
Banks tell me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigg*

Chorus: Lloyd Banks
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin' to get a model out the do'
High blowin' bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin' on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

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