50 Cent - Stretch Lyrics:
I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That`s what I do, stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope
Befo` I`m through, product stretch

I got it mastered man
In the hood I`m like plastic man, stretch
Fantastic man
I make the money come faster man, yeah

Your favorite bad guy`s gone, the Joker`s dead
So from now until forever you`re stuck with the kid
I ain`t supposed to be a boss, I`m supposed to be an enforcer
I`m supposed to hold a gun, not be stuck in the office

Michael pimped me? I was in the passenger seat
He was comfortable with me `round `cause I blast my heat
`9-4 I was tryin` to catch Mason for bricks of raw
Charlie f**ked up the jux, they took Nana`s little boy, stretch

The cocaine, I go hard when the drought come
When the straps come out son ni**az know the outcome
Lay low, stay low, you may see Jesus
Get hit with a stray yo for no f**kin` reason

You prayin` for a Benz, it`s a blessin` you breathin`
It`s a miracle that God gave me this Tec, now I`m eatin`
Cop it, chop it, profit is all for sale
Cocaine, `Candy Rain`, `I`m Soul For Real`, yeah

I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That`s what I do, stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope
Befo` I`m through, product stretch

I got it mastered man
In the hood I`m like plastic man, stretch
Fantastic man
I make the money come faster man, yeah

I`m the dope man, coke man, smoke man, whatever man
The X man, Tec man, you better respect man
Get the cream, triple beam, inf` beam, murder scheme
Fiend, morphine, dream, codeine, mo` lean

Gun pop, one shot, body drop, it wasn`t me
Tell the cops it wasn`t me, you saw me right? It wasn`t me
It`s not my M.O., see me I make it stretch
Get in the way I`ll put a body on my Tec

Call me crazy, I`ll die for what I stand for
I`ll have ammo flyin` out the Lambo
Like `Commando`, nah, like `Rambo`
I keep my cool as long as the f**kin` grams go

Woopty-woo, I`m a Chef like Rae
It`s hot in here, I`m by the stove cookin` crack all day
Stretch, we gon` bag up all night
We ain`t goin` nowhere `til the count back right, yeah

I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That`s what I do, stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope
Befo` I`m through, product stretch

I got it mastered man
In the hood I`m like plastic man, stretch
Fantastic man
I make the money come faster man, yeah

It`s a bird, it`s a plane, no, it`s pure cocaine
Tryna blow sellin` blow I`m who you f**k with mayne
I got Spider-Man high, I made Batman fly
Your favorite hero took a hit, now here you try

I don`t care if it`s a sin, I don`t care if you`re ten
Look around kid, it`s a cold world we`re in
If you ask me my offer is extremely handsome
A little Charlie, Marley, a little bit of Manson

Yeah, me fallin` off is really far fetched
I turn a little to a lot, I make it stretch
In come the Franklin`s, then come the Benji`s
Fiends by the crack house, dirty and dingy, yeah

I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose
That`s what I do, stretch
I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope
Befo` I`m through, product stretch

I got it mastered man
In the hood I`m like plastic man, stretch
Fantastic man
I make the money come faster man, yeah

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