Artist: G-Unit
Album:  The Beast Is G-Unit
Song:   I'm Grown
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

{"Honorable C. Note"}

[50 Cent]
Yeah, I got my own business, I make my own deals
Niggaz ain't on it like I'm on it, I own shit
I got my own Bentley, got my own Rolls
I'm a pimp bitch, I own hoes
I got my own diamonds around my own Cubans
I own Rolexes and Frank Muellers
I do what the fuck I want to
I'm grown, I own
lots of shit, proper shit
I bought the car before the dealership got the shit
R-rich nigga, six figures
I double up every flip, my stash bigger
Plane hoppin, globetrottin
A nigga blow a little paper when it's time to move
Fuck old money, for the new money
No tellin what a real nigga gon' do

[Chorus: Young Buck]
I do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own money!
I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own house!
I do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own car!
I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I'm grown~!

[Young Buck]
I'm on straight Remy, no chaser
Wanna smoke but I'm still on paper
I mix purp' and yellow like a Laker
Headed to the moon and I just might take ya
Split my blunt with a little bitty razor
while this thick bitch just twerk on the table
I talk big lips, look like Fantasia
She ready, willin AND able
Just got a pierce in her navel
Workin 9-to-5 and she stable
Say she flyin down to my city
cause she got a birthday comin in April
We ain't got no kind of commitment
Why you worried about if I'm hittin it?
Don't worry about how I'm gettin it
Stay the fuck up out of my business!

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
Uh, no more stressin, I'm VVS'in, ballin lessons on DVD
Pay-per-view shit, makin moves since 2'03, can't see me free
That love gon' get you like DDP; PSA, I'ma be okay
I'm the iron G, fix flash and a fly MC
I put a duffle on all of y'all
Trouble can't ignore me, I was born to ball
Fuck is up? I'm a one of one, I need a custom cut
Hear the summer come, I want the number one
Bitch, walk in with a fleet behind me
Shades damn near to the sneaks, Gianni
Two nights and no repeatin mami
I'm guttered up, my street define me
I drop your ass to the floor, it'll be more
Rob me I'll make a detour
Robbery how I get to her
Probably want out like I knew her, I done got colder
Chip on my shoulder, head when I sit in the Rover
Brought me a zip of the odor
Phone number slid in the folder
Bullshittin how? Show you my pimpin diploma

[Chorus]

[Kidd Kidd]
Kidd, huh?
Bought an Audemar for when time was hard
Nine calls from the 9th Ward
Mardi Gras, take your top off
I'm a nasty nigga, might slide and roll
Fly your girl out to Miami
Sent her back home like they done LeBron
I ain't trippin if you ain't trippin
Party hard 'til he call the law
Got my own house so I can throw you out
I got my own blunt so I ain't puttin it out
This my car and I can smoke it out
Got my own money and like four accounts
Bought my own bottles so I can pour it out
Got my own shooters and they scopin out
Bought my bitch an ass, now it's pokin out
If she don't throw it back then I'ma throw her out
My condo money don't fold out
Wild all out, hoes out
Let's roll out
Funeral when I go south
Uh-huh, girl yo' mouth
got the kind of brain I don't know about
I never changed, I'm so South
Big chains and a gold mouth, I'm grown now!
HUH!

[Chorus] - 2X