Old 2003 Ferrari 50 Cent

[Intro]
{*Lighter flick*}
{*Exhale*}
Yeah, this some good shit
Ooh, this feel like some Wu shit:
I got more Glocks and TECs than you
I make it pop, hit your homie, right next to you

[Hook]
Niggas say they like my old shit
So I'll give them some old shit
What the fuck do I care; it's old
Shit I could flip some old shit
No, I’ll give them some new shit
I’ll just use my old flow

Looky here motherfucker: I’m not playing
Look, look (x2)

[Verse 1]
What's up
It’s '011; why that Maybach a '06? (Huh?)
This nigga boo booed up with my old bitch
I put paper before hoes: thats why I’m so rich (Yeah!)
I paved the way, long dick, now we all fit (Chu-chu!)
Doc check my temperature: Why I’m so cold?
The hood left the left side of my chest froze
I’m more about pimpin', gettin' bank rolls
Sittin' watchin' them trickin' on them stank hoes (Make it rain)
We can share love like, Kanye and Khalifa
From runways in Milan, to big bags of reefer (Wooh!)
She alright for a night, but don’t keep her
Ask Nas, Kelis was the illest ether