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50 Cent – Just A Lil Bit

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 3rd, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 50 Cent – Just A Lil Bit

Click on the above link to send the 50 Cent – Just A Lil Bit monophonic ringtone to your Sprint phones.

Just A Lil Bit’s Lyric

[Intro]
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
G-Unit

[Verse 1]
D**n baby all I need is a lil bit
A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that
Get it crackin’ in the club when you hear this s**t
Drop it like its hot, get to workin’ that back
Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang
Let me see it go up and down
Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang
Can you make it go round and round
I step up in the club, I’m like who you with
G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique
Yeah I’m young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin’ old moves
I don’t give a f**k, I do what I wan’ do
I hit your a*s up, boy I done warned you
Better listen, when I talk, nigga don’t trip
Yo’ heat in the car, mine’s in this b**ch
I ain’t tryna beef, I’m tryna get my drink on
Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on
I’ma kick it at the bar till its time to go
Then I’ma get shorty here and I’ma let her know

[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take ‘em off and pull ‘em down just a lil bit
Get to kissin’ and touchin’ a lil bit
Get to lickin’ and f**king a lil bit

[Verse 2]
This is 50, comin’ out your stereos
Hard to tell though, cause I switched the flow
Eyes a lil low, cause I twist the dro’
Pockets on swoll cause I move the O’s
My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
Come get ya b**ch, she on me dawg
She musta heard about the dough
Now captain come on and save a hoe
I get it crunk in the club, I’m off the chain
Number one on the chart, all the time mayn
When the kid in the house, I turn it out
Keep the dance floor packed, that’s without a doubt
And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn
She back it up on me I’m like oh mayn
I get close enough to her so I know she can hear
System thumpin’, party jumpin’, I said loud and clear

[Bridge]
Baby you got me feelin’ right (ya heard me)
My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)
I ain’t playin’, I’ma tryna f**k tonight (ya heard me)
Clothes off, face down, a*s up, c’mon

[Chorus x2]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take ‘em off and pull ‘em down a lil bit
Get to kissin’ and touchin’ a lil bit
Get to lickin’ and — a lil bit

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50 Cent – I Get Money

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 3rd, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 50 Cent – I Get Money

Click on the above link to send the 50 Cent – I Get Money monophonic ringtone to your Sprint phones.

I Get Money’s Lyric

I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money (50)

[Chorus]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)

[Verse 1]
I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks,
Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the f**k?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the f**k cares
Im stanky rich
Ima die tryna spend this s**t
Southside’s up in in this b**ch
Yeah i smell like the vault
I used to sell dope
I did play the block
Now i play on boats
In the south of France
Baby, St. Tropez
Get a tan? im already black
Rich? I’m already that
Gangsta, get a gat
Hit a head in a hat
Call that a riddle rap
S**t, f**k the chitter chat
I’m the baker, i bake the bread
The barber, i cut ya head
The marksman, i spray the lead
“I blood clot, chop ya leg”
Do not f**k with the kid
I get biz wit the cigg
I come where you live
Ya dead!

[Chorus:]
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)

[Verse 2]
You can call this my new s**t
But it ain’t new tho
I got rid of my old b**ch
Now i got new hoes
First is was the Benzo
Now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, im sorry!
I keep blowin up! (Oh!!)
They call me the cake man
The strawberry shake man
I spray the AR
Make your whole click breakdance
Backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then
9 shells, Mac-10,
“who wan get it crackin?!”
I was young, i couldnt do good
Now i cant do bad
I ride, wreck the new Jag
I just buy the new Jag
Now nigga why you mad?
Oh you cant do that
Im so forgetful, they callin me cocky
I come up out the jewler, they callin me Rocky
Its the ice on my neck man, the wrist and my left hand
Bling like BLAOW
You like my style
Ha ha im headin to the bank right now

Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk
Like a teflon Don, but i run New York
When i come outta court, yea i pop the Colt
I keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk
I I get it,
In the hood if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya im bout my bread
I I get it,
Round the world if ya ask about me
Theyll tell ya they love the kid
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah, yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa..
I get money, money is got
Im back on the streets man,
I get money, money is got
Im bringin the heat man,
I get money, money is got
Im on my grind,
Money I got, money is got
Like all the time,
I get money, money is got
Tryna stop my shine,
I get money, money is got
Ill cock my 9
Dont get outta line,
Money I got, money is got
I said dont get outta line
I I get it..
I I get it..
Yeah, yeah.

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50 Cent – Hustler’s Ambition

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 3rd, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 50 Cent – Hustler’s Ambition

Click on the above link to send the 50 Cent – Hustler’s Ambition monophonic ringtone to your Sprint phones.

Hustler’s Ambition’s Lyric

Girl singing:
Like the fire needs the air
I won’t burn unless you’re there

Yea,I need you,I need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
you know, this real s**t, feel this!

[Verse 1]
America got a thing for this gangsta’ s**t, they love me
Black Chuckies, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take spit over raymo s**t, I’m a vandal
Got the silver duct tape on my 38. eight handle
The women in my life bring confusion and s**t
SO like Nino when New Jack, I holla “cancel that b**ch”
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze
I’ll build an empire on the low the narc’s don’t know
I’m the weatherman
I take that cocoa leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dough, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homie I’m just triple beam, dreamin’
Niggaz be schemin’, I fiend to live a good life
The fiends are just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can’t see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me..

[Chorus]
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I’m tryin get mine,
And I’ll buck you (buck you)
I don’t care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga f**k you (f**k you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)

[Verse 2]
Yea, I don’t know s**t about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black talons start flyin, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can’t f**k with me
Man my cold days, they called me chef boy r 50
Check my logic, smokers don’t like seeds in their weed, s**t
Send me them seeds I’ll grow em what they need
Them ain’t chia pet plants in the crib, that’s chronic
And I’m sellin ‘em for 500 a pop god d**n it
I sell anything I’ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you it’s wine
If you analyze me, what you’ll find is the DNA of a crook and
What goes in my mind, its contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If rap was the block or spider, I’ll be potent product
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man

[Chorus]
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while I’m tryin get mine
And I’ll buck you (buck you)
I don’t care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga f**k you (f**k you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)

[Verse 3]
It’s a hustler’s ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin’ the drama means nothin
It’s part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes
Or in the jewler switchin chains
I upgrade from 30 Bs to clean Vs
Rocks that I copped proceeds from the spot
I got the energy to win, I’m full of adrenaline
Play the curve and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin
I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo a*s out to my estate
Them hollow tips bent me up, but I’m back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I’m like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner’ll tell you he ain’t got s**t on me
The feds watch me,I see they can’t stop me
Racist,pointin at me look at the niggaracci
Hello!

ooooooooo light my bumhola

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411 – Dumb

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 2nd, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 411 – Dumb

Click on the above link to send the 411 – Dumb monophonic ringtone to your Sprint phones.

Dumb’s Lyric

Above the feeling
This is revealing
Boy i didn’t know you cared
Must’ve been up on the weekend
In the club freakin
Boy i could see you stare
You were lookin right at me
Lookin right back
We knew there was something there
And i know you knew that if we did do this
It would be an affair

Cos my mans at home
Lookin at the finger his ring goes on
He got trust in me
How’m i gonna live with myself if i cheat

Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now, gotta go
Gotta get home
Cos my baby’s boy’s on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now
I gots ta get home,
My baby boy’s on his own,

Up on the dancefloor
Then ya go ask for a night in with me
But ya know that aint gon’ happen
I won’t get trapped in
This, see, it just ain’t me
And you can try, seduce me
But its no use, see
I’m in love with my baby
And I won’t let you in
Mess up and move in
To do that I’d be crazy

Cos my mans at home
Lookin at the finger his ring goes on
He got trust in me
How’m I gonna live with myself if I cheat

Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb don’t want none
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now, gotta go
Gotta get home
Cos my baby’s boy’s on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb don’t want none
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now
I gots ta get home,
My baby boy’s on his own,

Theres no way that im gon’ play
I don’t care what you gon’ say
Even though you make me crazy
I won’t risk losing my baby
There’s no way that i’m gon’ play
I don’t care what you gon’ say
Even though you make me crazy
I won’t risk losing my baby

That’d be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb da dont want none
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now, gotta go
Gotta get home
Cos my baby’s boy’s on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb da dont want none
And ‘though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta go now
I gots ta get home,
My baby boy’s on his own

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