(50 Cent)
I'ma work of art, ghetto version of Mozart (yeah)
(Chorus-50 Cent)
I move the keys
They call me the piano man
I'm classically trained, nobody do it better man
Do my thing, me and my beretta man
I got that girl, you want her come and get her man
Call me the piano man, call me the piano man, call me the piano man
(Tony Yayo)
Cardier glasses, Cardier belt
Cardier watch tell me time somewhere else
Like Germany, Sweden, and Serbia
n**** 1,2 birds than I'm servin ya
I'ma ball like Julius Erving, Iverson
The man, I got the cannon and that 2 door phantom
n**** 100 EX s***, suicide doors
Give the top a low fade and now the body lookin hard
These snake a** n***** is reptiles
Til I shoot em up, fill em up with projectiles
Yay got the best style, Yay got the best clothes
Yay got the best suite, Yay got the best hos
(Chorus)
(Lloyd Banks)
Fresh out the rim shop, my wheels tick tock
My steels six shot, the paint flip flop
My charm trucky, thats why they wanna f*** me
2-0-7 McClaren, body like Buffie
Old head your rusty
And I'ma can of oil
If hip hop do die, a 100 grand'll boil
Show up at your boosie event, give your body harm
Slide you all over the stage like Omarion
Leave the party calm, or the pepsi and bacardi bomb
Bail ain't nothin, I make a Gotti blind(?)
Magician, I can make a dollar flip
Stick a whole Corona bottle in a model chick
(Chorus)
(Young Buck)
I'm richer than a m************, ridin in a dirty a** phantom
We kill undercovers, down here we can't stand em
Fill up the door panels, and stuff the floorboards
I can fit a 100 in a Honda A-ccord
Blood of a drug lord, brain of a baller
Hand of a hustler, I'm all about a dollar
Everybody's a customer, nobody's a friend
Somebody gotta do it, anybody can win
If I, did it then, I can, do it now
When we, get em in, we just, ship em out
Gucci briefcase, dressed in a suit n tie
Cardiers, you can tell that I...
(Chorus)
I'ma work of art, ghetto version of Mozart (yeah)
(Chorus-50 Cent)
I move the keys
They call me the piano man
I'm classically trained, nobody do it better man
Do my thing, me and my beretta man
I got that girl, you want her come and get her man
Call me the piano man, call me the piano man, call me the piano man
(Tony Yayo)
Cardier glasses, Cardier belt
Cardier watch tell me time somewhere else
Like Germany, Sweden, and Serbia
n**** 1,2 birds than I'm servin ya
I'ma ball like Julius Erving, Iverson
The man, I got the cannon and that 2 door phantom
n**** 100 EX s***, suicide doors
Give the top a low fade and now the body lookin hard
These snake a** n***** is reptiles
Til I shoot em up, fill em up with projectiles
Yay got the best style, Yay got the best clothes
Yay got the best suite, Yay got the best hos
(Chorus)
(Lloyd Banks)
Fresh out the rim shop, my wheels tick tock
My steels six shot, the paint flip flop
My charm trucky, thats why they wanna f*** me
2-0-7 McClaren, body like Buffie
Old head your rusty
And I'ma can of oil
If hip hop do die, a 100 grand'll boil
Show up at your boosie event, give your body harm
Slide you all over the stage like Omarion
Leave the party calm, or the pepsi and bacardi bomb
Bail ain't nothin, I make a Gotti blind(?)
Magician, I can make a dollar flip
Stick a whole Corona bottle in a model chick
(Chorus)
(Young Buck)
I'm richer than a m************, ridin in a dirty a** phantom
We kill undercovers, down here we can't stand em
Fill up the door panels, and stuff the floorboards
I can fit a 100 in a Honda A-ccord
Blood of a drug lord, brain of a baller
Hand of a hustler, I'm all about a dollar
Everybody's a customer, nobody's a friend
Somebody gotta do it, anybody can win
If I, did it then, I can, do it now
When we, get em in, we just, ship em out
Gucci briefcase, dressed in a suit n tie
Cardiers, you can tell that I...
(Chorus)