50 Cent - Ok You Re Right Lyrics

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[Lyrics for 50 Cent – Ok You Re Right]

When they talk about me, they say I be trippin’
What they say about me doesnt make me mad (Nah, nah)
I think they hatin cause they see me when I’m ballin’
Man, I cant help it that they really doin’ bad
Ok, alright (They sick)
Ok, youre right (Im rich)
Ok, alright (I grind)
Ok, youre right (For mine)

Im in that 760 leanin’ when Im stuntin’
I blow 50 gs, I mean with ease, like this is nothin’
Please dont interrupt me when Im talkin’ to my jeweler
Hes puttin’ them diamonds all over my Frank Muller
Me, I get busy, I put that work in if its worth it
Come through, hit you up, Ill make a crime scene perfect
Niggas talk about me all the time behind my back
They dont talk about me in my face because Im strapped
See me in the club, I got that henny and that yak
A couple cups of that and I just dont know how to act
By the second bottle, thats when I just get to buzzin’
I say I run New York and aint nobody sayin’ nothin’

Ok, youre right (For mine)

I blew a hundred gs on my bitches in Miami
They think Im the sweetest thing invented since candy
Me, I catch amnesia when you ask me ’bout the shawty
I dont even know my name, switchin’ lanes in my Bugatti
Nigga, I aint crazy, bitches like me cause Im paid
They want me, Lebron, Kobe, or Dwayne Wade
When I say Im ballin’, Im not talkin’ bout a ball
Im talkin’ about Tiffany & Co. stones out the mall
Niggas, they can hate all they want but they know they like this
Me, Im like that painting on the wall, baby, Im priceless
You can come and work me over baby on the night shift
Catch me on the night shift, see how freaky I get