C. Whitacre

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Dont listen to the rumours they say 50 f**kin' crazy
50 dont know how to treat a lady
They wrong, I like you a lot I dont wanna hurt you
But I call a square a square and a circle a circle
So if you act like a bitch, I call you a bitch then hang up
Probably call you right back and shit
And I have to say baby I apologize, cross my fingers God forgive me for
tellin' lies
Like Janet Jackson say "I miss you much, I really wanna feel your touch"
As Bobby said "Baby I could pass the day, watchin' you model Lingerie"
I wanna spend the night tonight shorty If its okay
You can be my Beyonce I'll be your Jay
I gotta great sense of humour, questions make ya smile then I whoo ya!
You know how I do ya, or do ya?

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
It's New York, to London, you wonderin' whats gonna be the next stop
I told you, Im'a Don you goin' on ma'dam
After you shop 'till your feet hurt in Malones
Now take a picture these are moments you can cherrish
They say the scene of me was made for lovers out in Paris
The risers and the beleivers sayin' "50 we love you"
But out there, theres no me so I love them
You may not recognize this, the reason I exist
Deliver best than the best so perfection I guess
Just like I miss the stress, I'll pass the test
Everytime I drop, Im burnin' hot
I dont care If she loves me or loves me not
As long as I enjoy the time that we spent
I dont care, baby we could f**k and be friends
Matter fact we can do it right in the back of my Benz
You know its me...

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

*featuring Young Buck

[50 Cent:]
I'm a work of art
A ghetto version of Mozart
Yeah... haha

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I move the keys, they call me the piano man
I'm classically trained nobody do it better man
I do my thang with me and my beretta man
I got that girl you want her come and get her man

[Hook x4: 50 Cent]
Call me the piano man

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
Cartier glasses Cartier belt,
Cartier watch tell me time somewhere else.
Like Germany Sweden and Serbia, nigga one or two birds and I'm servin ya.
I'm a ball like Julius Erving Iverson and Manning,
I got that cannon in that two door phantom.
Nigga hundred EX shit suicide doors,
Get a top or low fade now the body lookin hard.
This snake ass niggas is reptiles,
Til I shoot em up and fill em up with projectiles.
Yay' got the best styles Yay' got the best clothes,
Yay' got the best weed Yay' got the best hoes. (Yeah!)

[Chorus]

[Hook x4]

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah
Fresh out the rimshot my wheels tick-tock,
My steel six shot the paint flip flop.
My charm truckie that's why they wanna fuck me,
207 McLaren body like Bucky.
Old head get rusty and I'm a can of oil,
And if hip hop do die a 100 grand'll boil.
Show up at your bougie event give your body harm,
Slide you all over the stage like Omarion.
Don't need a party calm on the pepsi and bacardi bomb,
Bail ain't nothin I make a Gotti bond.
Magician I can make a dollar flip,
Stick a whole Corona bottle in a model chick.

[Chorus]

[Hook x4]

[Verse 3: Young Buck]
I'm richer than a muhfucka ridin in a dirty ass phantom,
We kill undercovers down here we can't stand em.
Fill up the door panels and stuff the floor boards,
I can fit a hundred in a Honda Accord.
Blood of a drug lord brain of a baller,
Hand of a hustler I'm all about a dollar.
Everybodies a customer nobodies a friend,
Somebodies gotta do it anybody can win.
If I did it then I can do it now,
When we get em in we can ship em out.
A Gucci briefcase dressed in a suit and tie,
Cartier's you can tell that I.

[Chorus]

[Hook x4]