I’m On It 50 Cent

[Hook]
I’m on it
I blow a hundred million, make another hundred mil, bitch
I’m on it
I hustle hard, oh my God, look at me I’m so rich
I’m on it
My swag on a hundred, yeah that fly shit I want it quick
I’m on it
I’m always on point, man I make niggas so sick
[Verse 1]
I’m chin chillin, crystal spillin’
Hip hop’s villain cause I’m making a killin’
Niggas wanna try me, I’m strapped with the lammy
If Jay’s Illuminati, what am I, am I Bugatti?
Lodi Dodi, we like to party
Big 4 in the morning, go outside and catch a body
I ball full time nigga this is not a hobby
If you don’t know about me, better ask somebody
Yeah, I’m grimey, my wrist so shiny
My Audemars, I blew a mil, I’m back to making money
My swag make her want me, why else would she be on me
I bet she hardly want me? I think she want to blow
Lick me like a lolly, lick me like a lolly
Her ass ain't all that but her tits like Dolly’s
Give me that punani, give me that punani
Now this is motivation make me want more money