Tekst piosenki 'Floyd Team' wykonawcy 50 Cent

Diamonds on my neck like I'm kin to fred flinstone
Diamonds on my neck like I'm kin to fred flinstone
Diamonds on my neck like I'm kin to fred flinstone
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my, diamonds on my

I'm gettin' paid like a muthafucka
Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid
I'm gettin' paid like a muthafucka
Paid, paid, paid, paid, paid
My girl go ching ching ching ching
My life's up, ching ching ching ching

This is my world, my spot, money in the droptop
Couple bad bitches, couple hunnid in the drop-top
Young rich nigga, corleone, I talk my talk
Six different hustles, bitch I'm eatin' like a mob fuck
Block parties turned to yacht pads
Fat knots, now we black gods

I'm a gold getter, nigga, tottin' line, gold mine
I done bossed up
50 Cent on my line, nigga, we talk buff
Louie stories, spend cutlass and reegas nigga
Stupid dough, I gotta keep me a team of killas
My crew so thin, my car so thin, my bitch so thin
Look how she blow!

My bread stackin', boi, I ain't lettin'
I'm playin' mac with yo bitch
My trap jumpin', I'll clap somethin'
Don't fuck around with my shit
Got an extra tip, I ball all winter
I'm ridin' round with my heat
On a night shift, I got a 4 5th
A flood nigga, I off his feet
When I’m riding dirty, got an uzi with me
Got boosie with me acting bougie with me

When the jewelry wit me, got a shooter with me
Ain't nun' niggas ain't even do with me
Gettin' payed like a muthafucka
Switch lanes like a muthafucka
We came like it's all legal
Hustle like a nigga really still need to
Watch yo permit, mac, with the right jacks
Tap that, cook it up, watch it come back
Right back, watch the crumbs go from the project
Turn into a farm and up the lot
Get yo gears all year, we gettin' paper
Sum' bitch niggas hate it
We can talk about it later
Right now we movin' major

I'm gettin' paid like a muthafucka
Say it ain't, then
We went from thugs in old-schools to maybach friends
Push stars type o' cars legends lay back in
Cold lights in the water, I play nice with my lawyer
Beat the cake, shoppin' h, up the price for my lawyer
I'm my own co, I'm an artist, I'm an important
I'm on the run, life good, I'm on a full stomach
Ain't st. John yet, but I'm a young prophet