7. Groupie Love lyrics

Artist  : G Unit 
Song : 7. Groupie Love



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[50] Yeah, G-Unit, ha hah



[Intro] + (50 Cent)

I've been so many places

I've seen so many faces

Girl you look like someone that I done fucked
before (ha ha)

I've been around the world

I've met all kind of girls

Girl you look like someone that I done fucked on
tour

All sold out - gettin paper things change (I'm
rich bitch)

You done heard of my name (50 Cent bitch)

I'm a P.I.M.P. (I'm a pimp, bitch)

You done heard about me (Cause I'm the shit!)



[Verse One: 50 Cent]

You see how things change

First they didn't want me, now they want me

See a nigga gettin paid, they wanna push up on
me

Used to see these hoes, chasin a nigga

I'll have in the hotel, tastin a nigga

50 like a lollipop, lick me baby

Then lick Dr., Dre and Shady -- ohh!



[Chorus]

Groupie love, they gimme gimme gimme that groupie
love

They gimme gimme gimme that groupie love

When you see me in V.I.P., with hoes around
me

Man they give me that groupie love

Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love

Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love

Tonight you wanna fuck with me

It's alright with me, c'mon and gimme that
groupie love



[Verse Two: Tony Yayo]

Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme
quick

That's the reason these groupies is on my
dick

Listen young and old, these hoes is loose

Wintertime's the staircase, summertime's the
roof

Gimme eight days and a eighth, homey I'm
straight

Have a church girl on the bus movin weight

I got birds backstage that's serious
eye-candy

Ain't got birds in the hood so I'm in the burbs
with Bambi

My writin methods, got me more hoes than Tyson
Beckford

Icey necklace on the tour bus, ass naked

When I say jump, bitch say how high?

And flag down a car when the shit drive by

I'm a pimp like Pretty Tone

I got the info on the pretty chrome

Fuckin hoes off of 50 phone

My name hold weight, you barely known

You on that R. Kelly shit, your bitch is barely
grown

(YEA!)



[Chorus]



G-G-G-G-G, G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!



[Verse Three: Lloyd Banks]

Shorty ain't feelin me, shorty must like
girls..

.. like girls, cause I'm the only man in your
world

Bitch I can make you famous, you don't know what
you missin

I can change your mind if you listen

The bitch don't like me, the bitch must don't
like men..

.. like men, I say what I want cause I can

If I didn't I'd be a liar, mami I'm on fire

Come ride with a rider, that's how we swing

You might catch the King with a singer; but
touchin my doorbell's

the only way I put a ring on your finger

Threw me a combo with two cups and, I'm in your
bedroom

Fuckin up your sheets like the Klu Klux Klan

I shook hands with my fans then fuck 'em

I'm in the hallways tryin to duck 'em, so I can
climb in sum'n

My name's B-A-N-K dollar sign BITCH

I'm a pimp, you need to make that switch

And come and give me that



[Chorus]



{*ad libs and singing to fade*