A Race By Infinity Lyrics
50 Cent A Race By Infinity
[into]
Yea nigga we'll fly down today.
G-Uniiiiit!
[verse1]
I said that my car game crazy
Smile too much when I see Robin Williams with you baby
I see in her eyes my smile
A dinner at the luxury hotel I buy
Number 1 on Billboard nigga, this is for you
You have to do
A race to the infinite in my Porsche Cayenne
I'm a pimp, wore it, and what didn't want any more
The Adidas jacket, G-Unit sneakers, shirt of Christian Dior
New York still singing at 50, still walks the Benz
LA still travel on my drugs, even food dreams
The DJ gets control of the club
I pick up on the streets control, the bitches love the club
The money moves the world
My machines still move my hood
Man, more is not that I'm good, Come on HOLLYWOOD!
[chorus]
Yea, This is my new success!
Take this n..er, Ernie Chambers praising me
How are things
50 President of the New York sending the game
My car in the garage continue nigga
Falling desires, you out of the game, get a liquor
[verse2]
An RX-8 but is not in glass
I'm a G, nigga Yay' still has its shine
Banks wrote letters so good that I buy
I'm a hoodboss, I'am not shy
I start this music in a role draft
Not with lyrics designed, but with gibberish
Gifts and kisses on the neck of my baby
A super sonic jet is for sale! You pay me?
Oprah sings 'Candy Shop' in the shower
She wears those same clothes
We sang in the range of ESPN as before
The option to switch to the HBO
And is not that we are there, 50 and Y-A-Y-O
Ferrari, Aston, Lambo, I like the black BMW
The price of platinum is in sky
The shine of my Rolex overshadow his shine
I think that money doesn't go away
Jaguar XF by burning all the way
You know, my inbox is full of air
Smile by smile, I love your hair
Lexus sedan nigga, 2008 was a year as good
My page is billing throughout the hood
[chorus]
Yea, This is my new success!
Take this n..er, Ernie Chambers praising me
How are things
50 President of the New York sending the game
My car in the garage continue nigga
Falling desires, you out of the game, get a liquor
[talking]
Yeahhh!
Don't stop bomb
Clean version on the Westside
Dirty version on the Southside
Hahaha
50 Cent
Yea nigga we'll fly down today.
G-Uniiiiit!
[verse1]
I said that my car game crazy
Smile too much when I see Robin Williams with you baby
I see in her eyes my smile
A dinner at the luxury hotel I buy
Number 1 on Billboard nigga, this is for you
You have to do
A race to the infinite in my Porsche Cayenne
I'm a pimp, wore it, and what didn't want any more
The Adidas jacket, G-Unit sneakers, shirt of Christian Dior
New York still singing at 50, still walks the Benz
LA still travel on my drugs, even food dreams
The DJ gets control of the club
I pick up on the streets control, the bitches love the club
The money moves the world
My machines still move my hood
Man, more is not that I'm good, Come on HOLLYWOOD!
[chorus]
Yea, This is my new success!
Take this n..er, Ernie Chambers praising me
How are things
50 President of the New York sending the game
My car in the garage continue nigga
Falling desires, you out of the game, get a liquor
[verse2]
An RX-8 but is not in glass
I'm a G, nigga Yay' still has its shine
Banks wrote letters so good that I buy
I'm a hoodboss, I'am not shy
I start this music in a role draft
Not with lyrics designed, but with gibberish
Gifts and kisses on the neck of my baby
A super sonic jet is for sale! You pay me?
Oprah sings 'Candy Shop' in the shower
She wears those same clothes
We sang in the range of ESPN as before
The option to switch to the HBO
And is not that we are there, 50 and Y-A-Y-O
Ferrari, Aston, Lambo, I like the black BMW
The price of platinum is in sky
The shine of my Rolex overshadow his shine
I think that money doesn't go away
Jaguar XF by burning all the way
You know, my inbox is full of air
Smile by smile, I love your hair
Lexus sedan nigga, 2008 was a year as good
My page is billing throughout the hood
[chorus]
Yea, This is my new success!
Take this n..er, Ernie Chambers praising me
How are things
50 President of the New York sending the game
My car in the garage continue nigga
Falling desires, you out of the game, get a liquor
[talking]
Yeahhh!
Don't stop bomb
Clean version on the Westside
Dirty version on the Southside
Hahaha
50 Cent
