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50 Cent Falls For Kelly Rowland

October 19th, 2009 — 50 Cent Music Videos

50 Cent Falls For Kelly Rowland In ‘Baby By Me‘ Video:
Fif invited the former Destiny’s Child singer to co-star at the last minute.

Writes MTV

50-cent-baby-by-me50 says that he was dead sure to have a celebrity, instead going for  an unknown model, star as the girl he falls in love with in the video.

“I had to find the right person to be my love interest in the music video,” 50 said. “I found Kelly. It matches perfectly. The acting in the project is great. I think when people see it, they are gonna be surprised by it.

Ne-Yo, who sings on the hook, shot his part for the video in New York on Saturday, while Fif and Rowland filmed in L.A.

“Because of the technology there is no secret,” he continued. “Right after we shot, I went in the trailer and looked on the computer and saw pictures on Twitter. Everybody will get to see it and enjoy it in its entirety when it’s done.”

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Baby By Me Lyrics – 50 Cent

September 13th, 2009 — 50 Cent baby by me lyrics, Baby By Me, Baby By Me 50 Cent, Baby By Me lyrics

50 Cent premiered a new song called “Baby By Me” on New York’s Hot 97 on Wednesday night. Here are the 50 Cent Baby By Me lyrics. This Baby By Me lyrics is 50 Cent’s new single off of Before I Self Destruct premiered tonight. Read Baby By Me lyrics and Music Video of Baby By Me by 50 Cent

Here are the Baby By Me Lyrics

Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, be a, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, be a, be a millionaire
Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I’m extremely focused when I’m strokin’ I bet I’ll get you open
I’ll leave your headboard broken, you think I’m jokin’
I bet I’ll get ya open
First it’s her neck, yea then her back
Yea I’m a freak, I get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a lil’ bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin’ down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat your sweatin’
I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper
I told ya I’d get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we be movin’ as fast as a Nascar ride
Switch gears slow down, go down whoa now
You can feel every inch of it when we intimate
I use my tounge baby, I’ll leave you sprung baby
I’ll have ya head spinnin’ sayin 50 so crazy
Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I’m extremely focused when I’m strokin’ I bet I’ll get you open
I’ll leave your headboard broken, you think I’m jokin’
I bet I’ll get ya open
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire

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50 Cent: C.R.E.A.M. 2009 Lyrics

August 6th, 2009 — 50 Cent Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]

You wan’ smoke that?

Go ‘head, roll it son

I don’t give a fuck man (Six Figga)

Smoke that shit man

Or you can smoke crack if you wanna smoke crack

I don’t give a fuck what you wanna do man

Don’t look to me to stop you man – yeah

I’m not gettin in the way

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

Cash Rules, I keep a shooter ’round me, Queens!

Get the money, I have a nigga killed y’all (killed y’all)

Kill the hood, ask niggaz ’bout me, Jesus!

For the money, niggaz’ll go real hard (real hard)

[50 Cent]

You are now under my hypnosis

Summertime grind, come out with the toasters

I return like a animal ferocious

New money breathe, new enemies, nigga you know this

Another mil’, another nigga sick

I got nothin but hard dick for your bitch to lick

I box you orthodox out boy, outlaw bricks of raw

I’m out in the grind, I make the dope price soar

Shit cool ’til the mac out, run when it back out

A nigga finna blackout, better pray that bitch jam

It’s in God’s hands, it’s all God plan

You mean even when a nigga gettin smoked, goddamn

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]

I push my pen with passion, I’m the author of the struggle

When pain is a head crack, designer of the devil

Trip’ 6-6-6, I’m back on my bullshit

See clear through my third eye; it’s gon’ be a murda

E’ry summer, e’ry winter, e’ry spring

You think I’m bullshittin I put that on e’rything

The shootin gon’ stop right after the shit-talkin

I was sellin crack while Mike was moonwalkin

20 off a pack, I stack, I can’t call it

I blast ya like NASA, Jack, you outta orbit

I mean you outta order, you don’t want me to send a nigga to you

So he could put some hot shit through you, do you?

[Chorus]

[Outro: 50 Cent]

Yeah, I’m back baby I’m back!

New shit, the drought over, new product

Yeah, man I can’t fit in with these niggaz man

I mean niggaz got mohawks, they wearin skinny jeans man

I think these niggaz is faggots man, for real man

They with the rainbow club man

You think this shit is a fad? C’mon man!

I think it’s more than that man

I think it’s more than that

So if a nigga wear a dress, you gon’ put on a dress too?

C’mon man…

[Chorus]

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50 Cent: Redrum (Murder) Lyrics

August 5th, 2009 — 50 Cent Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]

{”Doesn’t really matter – us”}

No it don’t fuckin matter!

{”Doesn’t really matter – us”}

We gon’ do it MY way

{”Doesn’t really matter – us”}

From here on out it’s my way

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

187 in motion

Hammer cocked when I’m coastin, yeah

187 in motion

Hammer cocked when I’m coastin

Redrum, redrum

Fuck with me it’ll be murder one

Redrum, redrum

One shooter, ten shots, one gun

This is redrum

{”Oh it’s too late, oh it’s too late”}

[50 Cent]

If I hit him I’ll hurt him, I just catch him and murk him

I’m not sittin here waitin for him to come back – naw!

Soon as I spot him I got him, I’ma run up and drop him

Get that P-90 poppin, nigga hold that – uhh!

I get the gun and they runnin, niggaz know me for dumbin

I got a good reputation, what the fuck can I say

Some of these niggaz is bitches, yeah most of ‘em snitches

So I don’t let ‘em know it’s me, doin dirt when it’s me

I know just how to work it, I can make it go perfect

Have the homicides sittin there, scratchin their head

To me a victim’s a victim, you could pay me and pick ‘em

Then I hunt him down and take his head off like I dare ya

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]

I bet you think that I’m vicious, catch you huggin and kissin

While the love’s in the air, I put a hole in your heart

Plus so now that I’m missin, I’m a fuckin magician

You might find my DNA, all over your broad

Me and my cannibal methods, I eat you niggaz for breakfast

See the cannon respect it, nigga take off the chain (now!)

Robberies turn to murder, I do shit you ain’t heard of

Change my mind and just pop you, in a blink of an eye

I know you thought I was bluffin, but to me this is nothin

Now you can lay there, leakin, go ‘head curl up and die

You tell God when you see him, I’ll be happy to meet him

I went to service this evenin, he forgives, not I

[Chorus]

[Outro: 50 Cent]

It’s murder

Nothin but murder

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50 Cent: Ok, Ya Right Lyrics:

August 5th, 2009 — 50 Cent Lyrics

[Intro:]

Okay okay okay

[screwed] Okay okay okay

Okay okay okay

[screwed] Okay okay okay

[Chorus:]

When they talk about me they say I be trippin (yeah)

What they say about me doesn’t make me mad (naw, naw)

I think they hatin cause they see me when I’m rollin (yeah)

Man I can’t help it that they really doin bad (naw, naw)

Okay, alright (they sick)

Okay, you’re right (I’m rich)

Okay, alright (I grind)

Okay, you’re right (for mine)

[Verse 1:]

I’m in that 760 leanin when I’m stuntin

I blow 50 G’s, I mean with ease like this is nothin

Please don’t interrupt me when I’m talkin to my jeweler

He’s puttin them diamonds all over my Franck Muller

Me I get busy, I put that work in if it’s worth it

Come through hit you up, I’ll make a crime scene perfect

Niggaz talk about me all the time behind my back

They don’t talk about me in my face because I’m strapped

See me in the club, I got that Henny and that ‘gnac

A couple cups of that and I just don’t know how to act

By the second bottle that’s when I just get to buzzin

I say I run New York and ain’t nobody sayin nothin (okay okay okay)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

I blew a hundred G’s on my bitches in Miami

They think I’m the sweetest thing invented since candy

Me I catch amnesia when you ask me ’bout the shotty

I don’t even know my name, switchin lanes in my Bugatti

Nigga I ain’t crazy, bitches like me cause I’m paid

They want me, LeBron, Kobe or Dwyane Wade

When I say I’m ballin I’m not talkin ’bout a ball

I’m talkin ’bout Tiffany & Co. stones out the mall

Niggaz they can hate all they want but they know they like this

Me I’m like that paintin on the wall, baby I’m priceless

You could come and work me over baby on the night shift

Catch me on the night shift, see how freaky I get (okay okay okay)

[Chorus]

[Outro:]

Okay okay okay okay – sho’ you right

Okay okay okay okay – you know you right

Okay, alright, okay, alright

Okay, alright, okay, you’re right

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50 Cent: Talking In Codes Lyrics

August 5th, 2009 — 50 Cent Lyrics

{”Alright, are you ready?”}

[50] Fuck that

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

These niggaz is green, these niggaz is green

I’m talkin in codes, pardon me what I mean

When you see him it’s a go, go ‘head nigga go

Catch him in a hoopty, squeeze hit him through the do’

These niggaz is green, these niggaz is green

I’m talkin in codes, pardon me what I mean

When you see him it’s a go, go ‘head nigga go

Catch him on the front porch by his momma do’

These niggaz is green

[50 Cent]

It’s nuttin to it, cock it, bang it and get rid of that

Hit his fitted cap, he won’t get a chance to Twitter that

I make the Ruger sing a song, bullets hum to you

You better have God wit’chu when I come to you

I’m a grimy nigga, I said some simple shit

You’s a dirty nigga with syphilis on your dick

I catch you I’ma wash you up, line you, spit-shine you

Leave you right there in the street, where niggaz can find you

Die nigga die, fly pelican fly

When I pull it eat a bullet, don’t question me why

What’s the laws of the jungle, I’ll show you what the gun do

My bad, what the shell do; you rot until they smell you

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]

Get green son get him, cut his head

He didn’t even see it comin, he sleepin that’s what he did

Get biz, niggaz actin like it ain’t what it is

Let the knife work push the blade up in his shit

Let Doc come sew him up, gang signs throw ‘em up

In my hood growin up – you pussy or you bout it

You shootin or you runnin, the police comin

Niggaz get at you, you get at them or you don’t mean nuttin

Niggaz walk tough, even walk like warriors

On some G shit they get to singin like Gloria

Now come clean, tell us what you told the D’s

Matter fact don’t tell us shit, motherfucker hold this

[Chorus]

[Outro: 50 Cent]

Yeah, feels like summer to me

Expect it nice and hot

40 Day, my bad my bad

Family Day, I be in the projects

Y’all come check me out

Get a chance to do some new shit

You don’t wanna miss this, trust me

[Chorus]

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Top Five 50 Cent Music Videos

July 19th, 2009 — 50 Cent, 50 Cent Music Videos

This is my collection of best 50 Cent Music Videos. Watch the most popular 50 cent music videos.

I’ll Do Anything- 50 Cent Music Video

2pac Feat. 50 Cent – Realest Killaz 50 Cent MUSIC VIDEO

OUTTA CONTROL- 50 Cent Music Video

Candy Shop- 50 Cent Music Video

In Da Club – 50 Cent Music Video

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