Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975 in South Jamaica, Queens, New Y… Read Full Bio ↴Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975 in South Jamaica, Queens, New York), better known by his stage name 50 Cent, is a Grammy award nominated rapper, actor, singer, entrepreneur, author and founder of the hip hop group and label G-Unit.

Jackson was born and raised in South Jamaica, a neighborhood in the New York City borough of Queens. His mother Sabrina, a drug dealer, died in a fire when he was 8. Since his father had already abandoned the family, young Curtis was sent to live with his grandparents. Growing up during the crack epidemic of the 80s and 90s, Jackson dealt drugs when he wasn't "killing time" at school or boxing at a local gym. His grandparents assumed he was at after-school programs when he was out selling crack. In tenth grade, Jackson was caught with guns and drug money passing through the metal detectors at Andrew Jackson High School in Queens. In 1994, Jackson was arrested again for selling vials of cocaine to an undercover officer, and three weeks later he was arrested yet-again after police found heroin, crack cocaine, and a starter pistol in his home. Jackson was sentenced to 3 to 9 years in prison, but opted to join a 6 month boot camp program and get his GED. Around this time, Jackson began going by "50 Cent," inspired by deceased Brooklyn stick-up man Kelvin "50 Cent" Martin.

After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he released his debut album Guess Who's Back Again in 2002. He was discovered by Eminem and Dr. Dre and then signed to Interscope Records. He has since released Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003), The Massacre (2006), Curtis (2007) and Before I Self Destruct (2009).

50 Cent has engaged in feuds with other rappers including Jay-Z, Ja Rule, The Game, Cam'ron, Fat Joe, and Rick Ross. He has also pursued an acting career, appearing in the semi-autobiographical film Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2005, the Iraq War film Home of the Brave in 2006, and Righteous Kill in 2008. 50 Cent is one of the richest hip-hop performers, having a net worth estimated at US $440 million in 2008.

Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC and was signed to his label to write all of Jay’s music. After he’d left JMJ, he signed to Columbia Records in 1996. On this label, he released Power of the Dollar, and the singles How to Rob and Ghetto Qua Ran. Columbia Records released him from the label after being shot on May 24th, 2000.

Around this time, Eminem had heard one of 50 Cent’s demo tapes and expressed a huge interest in him on MTV, as did Dr. Dre. Shortly after this, 50 Cent officially signed to Interscope Records. He was the first rapper to sign to the joint label owned by Dr. Dre and Eminem. The first song he released on this record was entitled Wanksta and was featured on the 8 Mile soundtrack.

In its first week of release, his debut ”Get Rich Or Die Tryin’” sold 872,000 units - easily reaching Gold status. Within the second week it went Platinum (1 mil) and on April 12th, 2004 the RIAA certified it six times Platinum.

In 2005 he followed the success of his album Get Rich or Die Tryin’ with a new release - The Massacre (originally called St. Valentines Day Massacre until the release date was pushed back). The first single released off this, Disco Inferno, was a huge hit - he followed this hit up by the release of Candy Shop and then again with Just a Lil Bit.

In 2003 Interscope Records allowed 50 Cent to have his own label - G-Unit Records. He first signed Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck as the established members of G-Unit Records. In 2004, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent had signed The Game under a joint venture.

On Work it
50 Cent Lyrics

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DJ, please
Pick up your phone
I'm on the request line

G-Unit

This is a Missy Elliot one time exclusive (come on)

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (ooh)
If you got a big, let me search ya
To find out how hard I gotta work ya
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (uh)
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (come on)

Remix

Uh
Yeah
Now Missy she too much for me (I'm freaky)
Took me to to the crib, man, she told me (eat me)
Now my babymama told her ass not to beat me
Her broke ass wanna fight, Missy know how to treat me (yeah)
Sitting on cash, she got money out the ass
Gave her them back shots and got money out her ass
Now you can see me in the coupe like what
Next time I'll hit her in that G5 truck
I've got the magic stick, I can go for hours
From the bed to the floor, to the sink to the shower
With her back to the bed and her legs to the sky
I can go hard, know why, big girls don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub

Ching-ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back rubbed
This the shit she hollered in my ear before we left the club

I'd like to get to know ya, so I can show ya (uh)
Put the pussy on ya, like I told ya (woo)
Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya (uh-huh)
Your girl acting stank than call me ov-ah (uh)
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa (uh)
Call before you come, I need to shave my cho-cha (woo)
You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha? (uh)
Go downtown and eat it like a vul-cha (woo)
See my hips and my tips don'tcha (uh)
See my ass and my lips don'tcha (uh)
Lost a few pounds in my waist for ya (uh-huh)
This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta (uh)
Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta (uh)
Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah (woo)
Work it!
I need a glass of wat-ah
Boy, oh boy, it's good to know ya

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
If you got a big, let me search ya
To find out how hard I gotta work ya
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (uh)
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (come on)

If you a fly gyal, get your nails done
Get a pedicure, get your hair did
Boy lift it up, lets make a toast-ah (uh)
Lets get drunk, its gon bring us clos-ah (okay)
Don't I look like a Halle Berry post-ah? (Oh)
See the Belvedere playing tricks on ya (oh)
Girlfriend wanna be like me nev-ah (ooh)
You won't find a bitch that's even bett-ah (uh)
I make it hot as Las Vegas weath-ah
Listen up close while I take you backwards
I'm not a prostitute but I can give you whatchu want
I love your braids and your mouth full of funk
Love the way my ass go ba-bump-ba-bump-bump (uh)
Keep your eyes on my ba-bump-ba-bump-bump (okay)
And think you can handle this ga-donk-ga-donk-donk (woo)
Take my thong off and my ass go boom (uh)
Cut the lights off so you see what I can do (come on, come on)

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
If you got a big, let me search ya
To find out how hard I gotta work ya
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup

Boys, boys, all type of boys
Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys
Why-thai-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Rock-thai-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai (come on)
Girls, girls, get that cash (woo)
If it's nine-to-five or shaking ya ass (uh-huh)
Ain't no shame ladies, do your thang (come on)
Just make sure you ahead of the game
Just 'cause I got a lot of fame sup-ah
Prince couldn't get me change my name, papa
Kunta Kinte, enslave a game, no sir
Picture black sayin, "Oh yessuh massa"
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minute man, Big Red can outlast ya
Who is the best? I don't have to ask ya
When I come out, you won't even matt-ah (oh)
Why you act dumb like ugh, duh?
You say you act dumb like ugh, duh
And the drummer boy go pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Give ya some, some, some of this Cinnabon (come on)

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
If you got a big, let me search ya
To find out how hard I gotta work ya
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (come on)

To my fellas, ooh
Good God
I like the way you work that
To my ladies, woo
You sure know how to work that
Good God

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to 50 Cent's song "On Work It" are explicit and depict sexual encounters and suggestive language. The song is a remix of Missy Elliott's hit song "Work It," with additional verses by 50 Cent. The lyrics mainly focus on themes of sexual prowess, confidence, and the power dynamics between men and women.

In the first verse, 50 Cent describes his encounter with Missy Elliott, stating that she is too much for him and takes him to her crib. He boasts about his sexual abilities, mentioning how he pleases Missy by giving her back shots and receiving money from her. 50 Cent also references his own hits, like "Magic Stick," and talks about his attraction to Missy's wealth. The second verse continues with explicit lyrics and vulgarity, describing sexual acts and Missy's physical attributes. The chorus, originally from Missy Elliott's song, is about the worthiness of pursuing a sexual relationship, with references to reversing and searching.

Overall, the lyrics of the song are provocative and centered around sexual themes. It's important to note that these lyrics should be interpreted within the context of the song and the explicit artistic expression they represent.

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Melissa A. Elliott, Paul Simon, Curtis James Jackson, Christopher Stein, Deborah Harry, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, Joseph Ward Simmons, Clem Burke

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