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[feat. Snoop Dogg & Precious Paris] [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Try to remain calm, you're fucking with a don Pocket full of green, green in the bong That bitch with the bow leg stance turning me on Two little timepiece? Niggas still want me dead like Osam' But they ain't gon' make, they come at me wrong Them niggas all workers I smack the shit out they're bosses Ferrari, I'm stronger than 5 hundred horses Money is power, you niggas better wake up My earrings blinking, that's old shit from Jacob Add it up, 4 plus 4 that's 8 carats You can't run and get ya [?], you ain't got it Blackjack we do that, 10 grand a hand You could get shot fucking with Floyd that's my man Billionaire brotherhood, we call this the money team Pinky ring flawless, my God I'm gorgeous [Hook:] Remain calm, you're fucking with a don Remain calm, hoe, remain calm Remain calm, you're fucking with a don Remain calm, don't ring the alarm Remain calm, you're fucking with a don SongtexteRemain calm, nigga, remain calm Remain calm, you're fucking with a don Remain calm, this a Al Qaeda bomb [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] I'm chillin' like a villain while I'm dealin' I am Rulin' while I'm coolin' with my tool in my hand Post up, coast up, this is my life bitch Up close only, you'll get stuck with a knife bitch Cause burnt out, turnt out like a light switch Got a lot of hoes but Charmaine, that's my white bitch The rest of my bitches, nah, they ain't gonna like this But I don't give a fuck cause they all love this night stick But I still remain calm, bang and drop bombs Collar popped up cool as the Fonz Motherfucker, have a seat and loosen up Get a glass of some gin now juice it up Deuces up See there's a line there for a reason And if you cross it no more breathin' You're leavin', believe it We understand each other Cause I would hate to have to put a slug in you brother Ya digg? [Hook] [Verse 3: Precious Paris] With Fif' on that shit, that glock cocked in ya face My twat cocked in ya face, you know you wan' taste Alexander McQueen, strapless with my back out 6 inch Givenchy's and bitch finna act out Niggas on my heels tryna find out what the head like I know what the bread like My [?] headlight, shine like I shine Night or day time But nah, nana-nah-na Make a nigga walk by, everything I say by Nana-nah-na Get wet I got that comeback Dead crack, my assets is ass jack Stunt I tell my niggas right where your stash at You're fucking with a southside bitch I go where the money go I'm at 'em, I put her on the strobe Get my money hoe Catch me in Ferragamo Or Dolce & Gabbana or [?] I'm b-squared up, what? [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania