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Bodegas Lyrics

Artist: 50 Cent
Album: Power Of The Dollar

(Fifty talkin' to someone)
Aight, check this shit out, ya'll niggas gon' stay in the car, I'm'a go
right over here and see somethin', gimme ten minutes, If I don't come
out, ya'll come in, the money stays in the car 'till I say
so.......aiyo, whattup whattup, man, this is what ya'll niggas is
workin' wit' for 22 cents a gram?

Man, when I come up in here treat me like I'm fam
I could go Uptown and get this shit for 16 cents a gram
bottom line is, man, I gotta cop and go
I got a spot and I can't afford to stop the flow
Poppi, what the fuck is the matter wit' ya Man?
standin' against the wall with a gun in his hand
I ain't on no funny shit I'm on some get this money shit
every four days in PA I move another brick
according to the DA I sold dope in VA
my crew stay in Queens but my plates say VA
I'll show you where I rest at, it aint hard to find me
let me buy a brick and get the other on cossimy
(hey, this life is hard man) I know, don't remind me
If I catch another case I'ma kill Guiliani
It ain't even safe to sell a pack at night
got task ridin' 'round the Projects on Mountain Bikes

Chorus -
NY ain't the same, it's OT playa
you can go and cop coke from the corner Bodega
hit the highway and take it to a town near you, and get that money man,
get that money man. (Repeat)

(Fifty Singing)
Now, if you come to 1-3-4 and I'm not around
that means I copped and I went outta town
you mothafukkas know how I get down
about my money man, about my money man.

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