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50 Cent - My Dead Best Friend Lyrics

Chorus: (50 Cent)
With his tongue twisted like the titanic
A lotta niggas in this bitch, Hispanic
He's been through shit, Don't give him more panic
Is he up there nigga? Like the open Atlantic

Verse: (Mo KL)
I think he's up there, It's just my dead little buddy
Forget about him nigga, I forgot to put the sign Uddi
I know he's dripping and needs help, he's singing very bloody
I ate his pet dog, that shit didn't help my tummy
Chopped his head off. (chop!)
Like a fucking baby doll (pop)
I hanged his body to my fan. (cling)
Now he's spinning (wee!)
He made bad choices, like he was swinging
He lost track of his own kids and went fucking missing
I walked up to him you wanna kiss him?
I was so mad my ass wanted to piss on him

Chorus: (50 Cent)
With his tongue twisted like the titanic
A lotta niggas in this bitch, Hispanic
He's been through shit, Don't give him more panic
Is he up there nigga? Like the open Atlantic
Outro: (Mo KL)
Now you understand why I'm mad as hell
Moving to California was just said as hell
So I murdered Dr Dre, put him into hell
Oh I killed him, on accident sorry nigga