50 Cent - Remain Calm lyrics

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50 Cent - Remain Calm lyrics

[50 Cent - Verse 1] Try to remain calm, you’re f**ing with a don Pocket full of green, green in the bong That b**h with the bow leg stance turning me on Two little timepiece? n***as still want me dead like Osam’ But they ain't gon’ make, they come at me wrong Them n***as all workers I smack the sh** out they’re bosses Ferrari, I’m stronger than 5 hundred horses Money is power, you n***as better wake up My earrings blinking, that’s old sh** from Jacob Add it up, 4 plus 4 that’s 8 carats You can’t run and get ya [?], you ain't got it Blackjack we do that, 10 grand a hand You could get shot f**ing with Floyd that’s my man Billionaire brotherhood, we call this the money team Pinky ring flawless, my God I’m gorgeous [Hook] Remain calm, you’re f**ing with a don Remain calm, hoe, remain calm Remain calm, you’re f**ing with a don Remain calm, don’t ring the alarm Remain calm, you’re f**ing with a don Remain calm, n***a, remain calm Remain calm, you’re f**ing with a don Remain calm, this a Al Qaeda bomb [Snoop Dogg] I’m chillin’ like a villain while I’m dealin’ I am Rulin’ while I’m coolin’ with my tool in my hand Post up, coast up, this is my life b**h Up close only, you’ll get stuck with a knife b**h Cuz burnt out, turnt out like a light switch Got a lot of hoes but Charmaine, that’s my white b**h The rest of my b**hes, nah, they ain’t gonna like this But I don’t give a f** cause they all love this night stick But I still remain calm, bang and drop bombs Collar popped up cool as the Fonz Motherf**er, have a seat and loosen up Get a gla** of some gin now juice it up Deuces up See there’s a line there for a reason And if you cross it no more breathin’ You’re leavin’, believe it We understand each other Cause I would hate to have to put a slug in you brother Ya digg? [Hook] [Precious Paris] With Fif’ on that sh**, that glock co*ked in ya face My twat co*ked in ya face, you know you wan’ taste Alexander McQueen, strapless with my back out 6 inch Givenchy’s and b**h finna act out n***as on my heels tryna find out what the head like I know what the bread like My [?] headlight, shine like I shine Night or day time But nah, nana-nah-na Make a n***a walk by, everything I say by Nana-nah-na Get wet I got that comeback Dead crack, my a**ets is my a** jack Stunt I tell my n***as right where your stash at You’re f**ing with a southside b**h I go where the money go I’m at ‘em, I put her on the strobe Get my money hoe Catch me in Ferragamo Or Dolce & Gabbana or [?] I’m b-squared up, what? [Hook]

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