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(feat. Baby (Big Tymers)) [Baby & T-Mac] 50 ain't shit, shoot the dice lil' daddy Yeah nigga', 263, Cash Money 50 ain't shit, shoot the dice lil' daddy That shit to the death on the for-reala' 50 ain't shit, shoot the dice lil' daddy Playboy, hell of shit, that shit gravy 50 ain't shit........ Nigga' Rolex diamond infested Nigga', nigga' wassup [T-Mac] 470 with that 99 black Bentley A seven-figurenaire at 24 with much women My lil' son Lil' T stay jeweled down Shit he even got two broads in the Charlie-Town But peep this out I'm playin' with bigger and better thangs This got that hovercraft the other day, shit I'm ballin' Playboy you lookin' at my Rollie, shit you want it I throw five away and buy ten another day Yeah nigga' all these gold and rubies on my teeth I keep my sweetheart on platinum down in the passenger seat German cars with Italian suits (humm) Gold buckle on my motherfuckin' gator boots Letras de cancionesFive platinum cards in my gator wallet I keep dem' broads geekin' like some fuckin' alcoholics Twenty inches steady flickin', diamonds steady blingin' Shit I'm buying up all kinda' shit like a mad man I bought my two daughters a Lexus 300 They only six and eight and I buy them a drivers licensee Dom P and Cristal ain't shit to us Done made my own champagne.. T-Mizy-Rosy-Plus Dem' bezels cost enough for me to fuck ten niggas wife See a nigga' took his life cause' T-Mac fucked his wife Niggas call me a home wrecker Shit I tell em' look here boy I'mma reality checker In case these cars and broads and diamonds and shit ain't real Playboy take me out tomorrow, twenty inch deals Woodgrain and tweeters everywhere Shit, eight 12's in the back to knock out a bitch ear [Baby & T-Mac] Whats' Happenin' whats happenin', whats hap' Yeah playboy that's how we gon' ride in the Callio nigga 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy I'm rollin' wit' my nigga' B-zy from motherfuckin' Cash Mzy (It's all gravy lil' one you know how the game go) Let em' know how we millionaire playas 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy [Baby] Rocks and ki's Benzo and Hum-vees Stack me some g's and keep rollin' on the city streets Totin' heat, in case a nigga' wanna see Is these niggas that I fuck with really down for me? Makaveli got my back, with a tool thats an AK Quick to spray and bust a nigga' head any day I hustle on my block so my youngsters don't get popped I buy new cars so my hoes can shop 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy You can't fuck with this ridin' in a old Caddy You might find me in a Bentley with twenty inches With TVs, rollin' wit' lil' Brian lil' daddy Look I'm flossin' in my motherfuckin' Navigator I stretched that bitch and gave it to my ol' lady Shady these hoes gotta pay Baby Fuck me, these million dollars done drove these hoes crazy Now if you see my Rollie T-Mac, these hoes gonna say this nigga' Baby done went stone crazy [Baby] How you love that?, How you love that? (Love to love that) What cho' Rollie look like nigga'? Fuck, put cho' trigger finger up My Rollie, 30 nigga' embezzled out [Baby & T-Mac] It's up playboy the can't stand it 50 sittin' on 20 inches playboy 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy Rolex diamond infested 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy Shit they can't stand it brah 263 and Cash Money 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy Done gon' crazy, you know what time it is 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy Brah we done got together and mixed up a cake Mix brah, like cake mix playboy See my lil' man lil' T got forty on his wrist and another thirty round his neck and that 263 Medallion nigga', it's all gravy playboy I'm down here runnin' around like Futch Shit playboy I drank Perignon with much hoes Say Baby they gotta love that 50 ain't shit, 50 ain't shit shoot the dice lil' daddy shoot the dice lil' daddy, How you love that? How you love that? 50 ain't shit From Letras Mania