[Verse 1- 50 Cent] I'm from city to city to shop the show See me I been glidin' across the globe I hustle hard to get the grib fa sho' So when I make time to call you, you should pick up the phone Tell me, whats on your mind when you're alone Have ya touchin' on yourself, girl all in the zone Now if I told you all What things I say would I be wrong Well then I wouldn't be right Matter fact I'd be on the next flight Tryna get it on with you tonight Do the things you like Touch the right spot, have ya piped and hot While the wind blow through your hair in the drop Just lay back, relax to the sounds of the s** And let me to what I do until you climax You can go straight to sleep after its all over In the mornin' roll over and we can start over