(Intro)
Ugh
Clap for him
Clap for him
Ugh, whoa
(Verse 1)
50 Cent up in my walkman, Get Rich or Die Trying
I’m fresh to death I need a coffin
I used to dream about getting racks and valet parking
And now I’m signing titties baby we can do it often
Whoa, who knew how this vision would go?
Who knew, who knew how this vision would go?
Haters looking like a Disney version Raven Symone
You need a new view if you can’t rage at my shows
Whoa, I was taught to go hard or go home
That’s why I got the kid used to dealing with the full lot
I just come when I’m needed, you still come when you not
Cause she know you a trick and I ain’t Tony Hawk
Whoa, who knew how this mission would go?
Who knew, who knew, how this mission would go?
You was ? s**t fell in love on the low
But just like a girl I knew my mission would blow
(Chorus)
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Clap for him
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Clap for him, clap for him, clap for him ey ey
Clap for him
Clap for him
Clap for him
Clap for him, clap for him, clap for him
(Verse 2)
I’m finally famous cause I’m chasing my dreams
It’s ironic cause i just got sex in the deep
Oh yeah, that’s right, yeah you can’t catch the beat
Whoa, who knew getting Benjis like me
Even if you asked your bank I guarantee they say Pries
Doing business in LA with a b*tch with a crease
You know the type that gotta wiggle just to get in her jeans
Whoa, I’m reaching for the top spot
Everybody love you when you got the top spot
New shoes, new views, ni**a no socks
Real life homie, this just isn’t rap talk
Whoa, who knew how this mission would go?
Who knew, who knew how this mission would go?
You was ? s**t fell in love on the low
But just like your girl I knew my mission would blow
(Repeat Chorus)
