So many quotables

I can make a forty-year old feel like a young lady
I admit I fell in love with her frame
And to make her feel special I let her call me by my government name
Her panties wet over fame, fell in love with my chain
I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer, would she remain?
Surrounding me, hounding me, trying to be my ON-LY
I'm not your boyfriend, I'm your HO-MIE

This whole part was crazy

I don't need a chemical blow to pull a hoe

50 whole verse tbh. S*** the whole song is full of quotables tho

Fr 50 slid like crazy

Joe renegading