Baby Get On Your Knees

Yo, Whoo Kid, man yo, drop this
Shit, man i gotta go, man let's
Hurry up, let's go, man oh yeah
50 Cent, uh g-Unit oh
Man i'm feeling myself right now

Baby, if you get on your knees
Put me in your mouth and suck me off
You know I got you
Baby, if you get on your knees
Put me in your mouth and suck me off
You know I got you
Baby, if you get on your knees
Put me in your mouth and suck me off
You know I got you
(Come on, baby, just kiss it for me
Just put it in your mouth)

She was hesitant at first
Said she never did it before
As soon as I got her going
She was going like a pro
She went up and down like a merry go round
And round and round and splash
She's freaky freaky
When you get her in the bed
You need a G like me to
Get her to give you head
My conversation is stimulating
She in room ten-nineteen in
The Hilton waiting
She got a thing for ballas
I mean a thing for balls
And I had turned her ass out
So I'm the one she calls
On the cheek she kiss me and
She tell me she miss me
Being around me got her used
To drinking Don and Cristy
I'm a special nigga, look
I'm used to blinding
Keep that Benzo clean and
Those spreewells shining

(You can't be serious? It's
Four in the morning)
Right in the morning I rolled over
Guess who was over my shoulder
A pretty round, round, round
Who just got finished going downtown
But at night with no lights
I have you wondering
If it's a lighting bolt in your mouth
Or a glow-in-the dark tongue ring
Banks need a ghetto chick
Set a nigga up wit ass
Sneak around till he fall asleep
Digging in his stash
Leave with everything, rob a Benz
Stacks and the grass
Ass so fat she get handclaps when she pass
I ain't never had a girl
But you can be my bottom bitch
I done been around the world
We done hit all kind of chicks
Range Rover, never sober, Hennessey
Vanilla soda b-A-N-K dolla sign, bitch
Nah, I ain't here to hold you
Let your baby daddy roll his shoulder
Banks don't associate with no tricks
I'ma make it a G-Unit party
From the hotel lobby
And if you ain't trying to
Freak off then go home, bitch

You know what I came to do
Let you put your lips on my dick
But don't tell nobody, you my mistress, bitch
All your friends keep telling you what
To do when you get me
Got to eat the nuts first
Like a Hershey's Kisses
Bitch, show me you miss me
Like I'm Pac or Biggie
She can be small as Eve or even big as Missy
I like it when them dikes
Indugle in group six
Suck off thanks to 50 and B-Light, unit
Get your ass suplexed, telling me to go down
I'm a P-IM-P, bitch, I bet you know now
Baby girl, slow down
Ou make a nigga cum quick
When you closed your eyes and make
Your tongue do a twist
You my 3 o'clock, lolipop
Kiss the last drop, bitch
Walk around naked, hoe
I met your ass topless
She finally found out what
Young Buck is 'bout so give a nigga from the
South some of that mouth

Alright then, you playas that's down on the
Dial right now we
Gon' give you some real good
Game, dawg official, dawg
Magic Juan and Whoo
Kid we gonna do something that y'all
Know we gonna do we gonna
Soda-pop y'all know what I'm talking about
If y'all with this game
So get your soda popping ready 'cause we
Gonna soda-pop it 'round here church

50 Cent

Baby Get On Your Knees

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