Ordinary Lyrics - G-unit

[Verse 1: 50 Cent] 

That's ordinary, this excellence 

When I fuck up, I correct the shit 

Let security come get this bitch 

My nigga, I said come get this bitch 

Tryna shine with my diamonds shinin' 

They say they're grindin', no, never mind it 

That's ordinary, that Burberry 

Fuck what it costs, we don't rock that shit 

That new Rolls ain't new me 

6 months ago, I got that shit 

You know a nigga a beast when I'm out on the street 

Frozen cube and frozen Jesus piece 

Your main ho be stalkin' me 

I had to block the bitch on my IG 

Posted pictures where I be 

Tell other regular shit she wanna try me 

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[Hook: Trey Songz] 

Don't you hate an ordinary nigga? (I do) 

Drinkin' on ordinary liquor (We don't) 

Niggas spendin' ordinary money 

We don't ever fuck with basic bitches (That sounds crazy) 

Your bitch got on ordinary heels (Boy what you doin'?) 

Can't tell you how ordinary feels 

I pull, I pull any girl and she's with it 

I'ma hook her up with other bitches 

[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd] 

Hot boy with cold cash 

Check out my N.O. swag 

Nothin' fresher than toe tags 

When I pull the trigger at your ass 

Rap niggas got no chance 

I ain't even go in my bag 

Run through the paper like a notepad 

What you know about it with your broke ass? 

All my mind irregular 

All you smoke is regular 

And your ho too regular 

Find a runway, go step it up 

I do this on the regular 

Base is you basic 

Same shit, you ordinary 

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[Verse 3: Young Buck] 

Stepped the game up and tip the bitch 

The niggas you was with ain't use to shit 

I put 10 bands in her hand 

Then sent her home to her man 

She said, "Don't you hate an ordinary nigga?" 

Pour up a four, I ain't drinkin' on ordinary liquor 

This syrup, got my belt holdin' up my Levi britches 

Forreal, I look like drug money, but I keep my bitch ridiculous 

I said "Baby, I'm the realest, even though I'm not the richest" 

I'm still gonna bet 50 these 50 racks, my ho the biggest 

What you wanna do? We all got bands 

[Bridge: Trey Songz] 

He ordinary, ordinary 

Woah ordinary, ordinary 

Ordinary, ordinary 

Woah ordinary, ordinary 

[Verse 4: Lloyd Banks] 

Don't think I'ma chose 

Kickin' back, foreign shoes 

Watch me make and break all the rules 

Do all the moves 

I carry you out of your dream, feel me out, I'm on steam 

Please, I'm out of your league 

Visa's found in my jeans 

These 2014's 

Please deny to your fiens 

Normal walls, I ain't been, all my girls, you a ten 

Thank the Lord I ain't them 

In the store, I ain't spend 

Spendin' time to get me nowhere 

I'm mismatchin' the whole year 

Peace sign to 'em like "Later" 

Countin' these stacks when the slip clear 

[Verse 5: Tony Yayo] 

She shop on cloud 9, live on Saks 5th 

Her closet game on some Kim Kardash shit 

Draft night, she lookin' for a first round pick 

Shorty think I'm Andrew Wiggins, tryna fuckin' hit 

The nothin' in her lifestyle basic 

Canary Islands, black sand and Chanel slips 

I said this girl is extraordinary 

Monster Ball the movie, get to fuckin', she like Halle Berry 

[Hook: Trey Songz]