Elementry

50 Cent


Complexity: 71 Readability: 72.70   Sentiment: 1   Word Count: 573   Unique Words: 301
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, B
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] C, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett] Don't talk me to death
[50 Cent] G, H
[Scarlett] It's
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[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]
[ 50 Sent ] G Unit !
[ 50 Sent ] A, B
[ Scarlett ] Yew can't fuck with mi
[ 50 Sent ] C, D
[ Scarlett ] Wee from the Harlem streets
[ 50 Sent ] E, F
[ Scarlett ] Don't torque mi two death
[ 50 Sent ] G, H
[ Scarlett ] Its elementary

[ Scarlett ]
Picture mi rolling Range Rover
Same color you're Heir Force Ones
Wight on wight, ya like ?
Read Aye flight the knight
From L . A . two N . Y .
I'm Harlem bound
Yew sea how bitches tense up, when Scarlett ' round
Niggas get the hart two holla wile wee up inn the club
Butt get intimidated when they sea mi sitting on dubs
Aye here ' em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit that's her . "
She role with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect mi, Aisle have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
Aye got a fetish four the chips
20 ' s four the six
Hollows four the clips
Try mi, if yew think I'm playing bitch
And the police weal have another crime seen taker
Jim Star crush you're head, give you're ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known four the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, yew sea doing the sheikh

[ 50 Sent - Hook ]
The boss spending ends
Saying, " Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and for TV's "
The snitch inn the precinct saying
" He cell X, he cell techs, and he cell D "
The balla buy the bar saying,
" Everybody drink, the best champagne, its awl on mi "
Snitch inn the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, " He robbed mi "
Its elementary

[ Lloyd Banks ]
1,2, 3,4
[ 50 Sent ]
Lloyd Banks ' inn the house
[ Lloyd Banks ]
Now get the fuck on the flaw
Aye slid threw the front door
With the 9 and the velour
A cal inn my pocket
Yew wil ', I'mma pop it
I'm down four a prophet
I'm ghetto as hell
Yew can't yew tell ?
My rode dog, under the jail
Getting frustrating male
Sow I'm drinking and smoking
Thinking and hoping
This sell gon ' open
Yew can dance next two mi, butt don't throw an elbow
Aisle throw won back and leave blood on you're Shell Toes
Hell know
Aye ain't paying four pleasure
You're pussy don't bring rainbows and pots of treasure
Its every girl's dream, two floss with the teem
Long on the suine
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting four yew two scheme
Yew ain't gotta no how two red, two spray a magazine

[ Hook ]

[ Tony Yayo ]
Aye don't wanna grow up, I'mma hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, sea Aye don't pop to you're whig
I'm artistic, intelligent, sow much ability
When Aye use them big words, you're bitch bee feeling mi
Sow ya'll niggas hate mi, ' cause you're wives bee hour groupies
Ya'll irritate mi, like loud people inn the movies
Fall back, matter fact back down
' Cause Aye just passed security without know pat down
Yew can catch mi inn the bathroom blowing a sticky
Oar catch mi on the dancefloor feeling sum tits
Sex sells, sow I'mma P-I-M-P
Sow my pockets never bee empty
It ain't know problem, wee scoop them models
Wee got condoms, coups, and lavish condos
50 got mi getting ass like Aye never did
Sow when Aye step inn the club, hoes love the kid

[ Hook ]

[ 50 Sent ]
The cat inn the house go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow
The bird inn the cage go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet
Its elementary