Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.
I'm fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.
Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.
I'm fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.
("Check it out, I got some bitches wit' me too though.")
Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.   
Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.
Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.
Fifty niggaz deep. Fifty niggaz.
("This is how I like to ride, feel me on this.")

Yo, I roll wit' nothin' but them pretty bitches ("One."),
them witty bitches. ("Two.")
Them neva-actin'-shitty bitches, ("Three.")
tattoo on the titty bitches. ("Four.")
Fine bitches, ("Five.")
them always on my mind bitches. ("Six.")
You-got-the-money,-I-got-the-mothafuckin'-time bitches. ("Seven.")
Them slick bitches, ("Eight.")
ain't-scared-to-suck-a-dick bitches. ("Nine.")
Them rich bi
Bloodred Stars lyrics

Led by the lust ot create artI erase the sun and the skywith inspiration from deep withinI paint my own universe...in red.Asd I am watching my hands art performanceI calmly leave my body behind,thrugh a cold, gloomy mistI am floating into the land ofstars.Sleepless nights filled with horror...evil eyes stares into mine...faces laughs as they me
tches, ("Ten.")
them 'who you callin' bitch?' bitches. ("Eleven.")
Quick to blast bitches, ("Twelve.")
all about the cash bitches. ("Thirteen.")
Them hit-yo'-stash-and-give-it-to-Drunken-Mast bitches. ("Fourteen.")
Live bitches, ("Fifteen.")
them fuck-you-and-your-wife bitches. ("Sixteen.")
Rain-or-shine,-by-your-mothafuckin'-side bitches. ("Seventeen.")
Freak bitches, ("Eighteen.")
them Inbetween The Sheets bitches. ("Nineteen.")
Them call me Daddy when I'm ballin' through the streets bitches. ("Twenty.")
Them pretty nail bitches, ("Twenty-one.")
bail-me-outta-jail bitches. ("Twenty-two.")
Them keep-me-focused-while-I'm-tryin'-to-get-this-mail bitches. ("Twenty-three.")
Cheddar Chase bitches, ("Twenty-four.")
them never actin' fake bitches. ("Twenty-five.")
Quick-to-put-they-foot-up-the-ass-of-
I'm So Beautiful lyrics

Out
out tonight
feel like going out in the night

I'm gonna walk the street
walk the street

I wanna feel the heat
feel the heat.
There ain't nobody better than me
can't you see? Look at me!
Wild
feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside

I wanna let it go
let it go

I'm gonna steal the show
steal the show.
There ain't nobody better than me
can't you see? Look at me!
hem-out-of-place bitches. ("Twenty-six.")
Them blaze a sack bitches, ("Twenty-seven.")
meet-me-on-the-'Lac bitches. ("Twenty-eight.")
Them pack-the-gat bitches, ("Twenty-nine.")
always got yo' back bitches. ("Thirty.")
Classy bitches, ("Thirty-one.")
them sexy when they sassy bitches. ("Thirty-two.")
'Call me Janet, Miss Jackson if ya nasty' bitches. ("Thirty-three.")
Out of town bitches, ("Thirty-four.")
help me put it down bitches. ("Thirty-five.")
Hangin' 'round, give me pussy by the pound bitches. ("Thirty-six.")
Them do-it-all bitches, ("Thirty-seven.")
keep me standin' tall bitches. ("Thirty-eight.")
'You say you ballin', nigga? Meet me at the mall' bitches. ("Thirty-nine.")
On-the-grind bitches, ("Forty.")
nickel-plated nine bitches. ("Forty-one.")
'Press rewind if the pussy don't blow ya
Lancelot lyrics

The story of Lancelot and Guinevere. Their love sealed the fate of the
Round Table and plunged Britain into a crisis. Arthur's first and most
shining knight died in the last bloody battle against Mordred (a version
about Lancelot's fate).

I like to taste the wine
I swore to save the King
Two jewels I am devolted to
When the darkness closes in
I kneel before you, Arthu
mind' bitches. ("Forty-two.")
Neat bitches, ("Forty-three.")
them Presidential Suite bitches. ("Forty-four.")
Expitidions and the Navigator Jeep bitches. ("Forty-five.")
Them double-team bitches, ("Forty-six.")
fuck you 'til you scream bitches. ("Forty-seven.")
Menage a trois like it's a mothafuckin' dream bitches. ("Forty-eight.")
Scandelous bitches, ("Forty-nine.")
them bitches in the streets. ("Fifty.")
Now add these bitches up,
I'm fifty, I'm fifty bitches deep.

Drunken Master comin' through with an ill crew.
Fifty niggaz deep and I'm growin' like mildew.
Drunken Master comin' through with an ill crew.
Fifty bitches deep and I'm growin' like mildew.

"I'll tell you what.
Why don't you and your bitches get wit' me and my niggaz
and we can set this mothafucka off Drunkenstyle.
Feel me?"