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Stretch Armstrong Freestyle lyrics
[50 Cent]
Uh, yeah, 50 Cent
It s Murda Mix Tape Vol. 3
Whoo Kid, Stretch Armstrong nigga
Take that, yo, aiyyo
Niggas don t wanna see 50 on a track
I got these cats that rap scared of me like I m Ace and Jack
Fuck that, if I was you, I be scared of me too
Yo Stretch, roll the weed, while I tell em what I need
I need cream by the stacks, shells for the mac
Rims for the Ac, and a bitch to blow her back
I need the coke to come back, mad time on a jack
I got the Fendi sweaters, all I need is the hats
I need the police to chill, stay the fuck off my back
See a nigga in a Benz, sway peddling crack
I need a stash box son, so I could stash the gat
I need a stadium light, to leave em blind as a bat
Flipping from under my plate, while I m running from Jake
I m making mistakes, look I need extra pace
My man up north, need the new Stretch Mix Tape
I m physically fit, nah for real son I m in shape
I need that Beyonce bitch, to take me out on a date
Niggas follow my footsteps, cause everything I say, slick
But I need y all niggas, to get off my dick
My description in three words, real witty cat
I m in the club in ATL, I m where the titties at
What, what, 50 Cent nigga, 2000 shit, Stretch Arm-Strong
Whoo Kid nigga, Whoo Kid nigga, Whoo Kid nigga
What, Whoo Kid nigga, this how it s going down [echoes]
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