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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeRemain Calm (Feat. Snoop Dogg & Precious Paris)
[50 Cent - Verse 1]Try to remain calm, you're fucking with a donPocket full of green, green in the bongThat bitch with the bow leg stance turning me onTwo little timepiece ?Niggas still want me dead like Osam'But they aint gon' make, they come at me wrongThem niggas all workers I smack the shit out they're bossesFerrari, I'm stronger than 5 hundred horsesMoney is power, you niggas better wake upMy earrings blinking, that's old shit from JacobAdd it up, 4 plus 4 that's 8 caratsYou can't run and get ya ?, you aint got itBlackjack we do that, 10 grand a handYou could get shot fucking with Floyd that's my manBillionaire brotherhood, we call this the money teamPinky ring flawless, my God I'm gorgeous[Hook]Remain calm, you're fucking with a donRemain calm, hoe, remain calmRemain calm, you're fucking with a donRemain calm, don't ring the alarmRemain calm, you're fucking with a donRemain calm, nigga, remain calmRemain calm, you're fucking with a donRemain calm, this a Al Qaeda bomb[Snoop Dogg]I'm chillin' like a villain while I'm dealin' I amRulin' while I'm coolin' with my tool in my handPost up, coast up, this is my life bitchUp close only, you'll get stuck with a knife bitchCuz burnt out, turnt out like a light switchGot a lot of hoes but Charmaine, that's my white bitchThe rest of my bitches, nah, they ain't gonna like thisBut I don't give a fuck cause they all love this night stickBut I still remain calm, bang and drop bombsCollar popped up cool as the FonzMotherfucker, have a seat and loosen upGet a glass of some gin now juice it upDeuces upSee there's a line there for a reasonAnd if you cross it no more breathin'You're leavin', believe itWe understand each otherCause I would hate to have to put a slug in you brotherYa digg?[Hook][Precious Paris]With Fif' on that shit, that glock cocked in ya faceMy ? cocked in ya face, you know you wan' tasteAlexander McQueen, strapless with my back out6 inch Givenchy's and bitch finna act outNiggas on my heels tryna find out what the head likeI know what the bread likeMy ? headlight, shine like I shineNight or day timeBut nah, nana-nah-naMake a nigga walk by, everything I say byNana-nah-naGet wet I got that comebackDead crack, my assets is ass jackStunt I tell my niggas right where your stash atYou're fucking with a southside bitchI go where the money goI'm at ‘em, I put her on the strobeGet my money hoeCatch me in FerragamoOr Dolce & Gabbana or ?I'm b-squared up, what?[Hook]
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