G-unit - I'm Grown lyrics

[50 Cent:] Yeah, I got my own business, I make my own deals n***as ain't on it like I'm on it, I own sh** I got my own Bentley, I got my own Rolls I'm a pimp, b**h, I own hoes I got my own diamonds around my own Cubans I own Rolexes and Frank Muellers I do what the f** I want to I'm grown, I own lots of sh**, proper sh** I bought a couple before the dealership got the sh** Rich n***a, six figures I double up every flip, my stash bigger Plane hoppin', globetrottin' A n***a blow a little paper when it's time to move f** old money for the new money No tellin' what a real n***a gon' do [Hook - Young Buck:] I do what the f** I want to, I'm grown I got my own money I just do what the f** I want to, I'm grown I got my own house I do what the f** I want to, I'm grown I got my own car I just do what the f** I want to, I'm grown, I'm grown [Young Buck:] I'm on straight Remy, no chaser Wanna smoke, but I'm still on paper I mix purp' and yellow like a Laker Headed to the moon and I just might take ya Split my blunt with a little bitty razor While this thick b**h just twerk on the table I talk big nips, look like Fantasia She ready, willin' and able Just got a piercing in her navel Walking nine to five and she staying She say she flying down to my city Cause she got a birthday coming in April We ain't got no kind of commitment Why you worried 'bout if I'm hitting it? Don't worry about how I'm getting it Stay the f** up out of my business [Hook] [Lloyd Banks:] No more stressin', I'm VVS'in', ballin' lessons on DVD Pay per view sh**, making moves since 2'03, can't see me free That love gon' get you like BDP, PSA: I'mma be okay, I'm the iron G Fix flash and I'm a fly emcee, I put a duffle on all of y'all Trouble can't ignore me, I was born to ball f** is up? I'm one of one, I need a custom cut Hear the summer come, I want the number one b**h, walk in with a freak behind me Shades damn near to the sticks, Gianni Too nights and no repeating, mami I'm guttered up, my streets define me I drop your a** to the floor, here to be more Rob me I'll make a detour, robbery how I get to her Probably want out like I knew her, I done got colder Chip on my shoulder, head when I sit in the Rover Brought me a zipper to odor, phone numbers slid in the folder Bullsh**ting how? Show you my pimping diploma [Hook] [Kidd Kidd:] Brought an Audemar for when times was hard Nine calls for the nine walls Mardi Gras, take your top off I'm a nasty n***a, might slide and roll Fly your girl out to Miami Sent her back home like they done LeBron I ain't tripping if you ain't tripping, party hard 'till he calls the law Got my own house so I can throw you out I got my own blood so I ain't putting it out This is my car and I can smoke it out Got my own money and like four accounts Bought my own bottles so I can pour it out Got my own shooters and they scoping out Bought my b**h an a**, now it's poking out If she throw it back then I'mma throw her out My condo money don't fold out, wild all out Hoes out, let's roll out, funeral when I go south Girl, your mouth got the kind of brain I don't know about I never changed, I'm so South, big chains and a gold mouth I'm rollin out [Hook x2]