Yea, ha ha, yea, yea [Hook: 50 Cent] If I can’t do it , homie, it can’t be done Now I’ma let the champagne bottle pop I’ma take it to the top Fo sho I’ma make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop Stand alone squeezin my pistol I’m sure that I gotta Now Peter Piper picked peppers and run rock rhymes I’m 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines Tell niggaz, “Get they money right,” cuz I got mine And I’m around quit playin nigga you can’t shine …