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