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| 50 Cent Miscellaneous Fuck Dat Bitch (feat. Dave Hollister) [Fifty talking] If a bitch don't like me somethin's wrong with the bitch...(fuck that bitch) [Dave Hollister singing] Why...oh why...why..you wanna fuck with me now? [Fifty talking] Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you know, thats how this shit works, you know? they supposed to love me now baby, I'm hot now baby, I'm doin' it now. [Chorus (Dave Hollister singing)] Girl, what makes you wanna fuck with me now? I've been wantin' to fuck wit' you for quite a while is the money makin' you wanna fuck with me? Whoa...if money's gonna make me slam these hoes..then alright. [Verse 1:] Whattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moons, talk to me, how's life been treatin' you? good I hope, y ou got a smile that only a fool would forget and a figure that'll leave a nigga droolin' and shit there I was, kickin' my game pickin' her brain buggin' 'cause a while back I met this bitch on the train she wasn't feelin' me, I pulled up, she wouldn't talk from the whip Uptown girl, she feel like thats some chickenhead shit but on the sidewalk we ain't play games we exchanged numbers and names I went back to the Range I heard her Girlfriend whisperin' "I know that nigga, he rich" she think I got six whips 'cause me and my Man switch anyway, her name is CeCe she said she go to BMCC push a '98 328 with chrome BB's she said she seen me in the Onyx video on TV she liked my part the best, man, this bitch is tryin' to G me. [Chorus] [Verse 2:] It's hard as Hell to find a Girl thats really down for ya type that'll hold down the Tre pound for ya they into diamonds now, to Hell with pearls these trick niggas fucked up, they done gave 'em the World Hey Shorty, why you like me? huh? you like the way I spit? oh, I hit your girlfriend, she told you 'bout the dick? nah for real, am I the type that you wanna roll wit'? platinum iced out, got rid of that gold shit I love my lifestyle, you too, you love it that I could blow Twenty Thousand and think nothin' of it know you wouldn't fuck with me if I had no ends probably wouldn't fuck in the whip if it wasn't a Benz I guess life looks different through them Shanel tints Man, I don't care if these hoes love me or not long as I rhyme hot I'm gettin' head in my drop it goes on and on and on and it don't stop. [Chorus] [Verse 3:] One thing you can always count on is change and a rich nigga to come put shit in the game had a 4.0 then Jigga made you trade your Range would've felt broke if you couldn't get your change now it's hard to find us or stay behind us while we on the 900 double R Hondas watch the cats who flip bricks recline in the latest whips while Penetentiaries stay packed with cats who sling packs all these hoes ain't Madonna fans but all across the World you can find a material Girl I sip Dom 'till I earl take 'em two at a time quick I get in they mind have 'em thinkin' they mine bust off then tell 'em "Bust a Uey, on mo' time" I'm like the reason ya'll niggas can't eat this year got your bitch breakin' her neck to peep this here c'mon..uh huh...c'mon. [Chorus 2x] [Dave Hollister] Fuck you bitch! leave me alone, walk on...get the fuck on... [Fifty] Yo, Shorty..tell your friends ya'll ain't fuckin' with us..aww man...look...he ain't mean that shit.. c'mon thats just records..niggas is playin'.. we wasn't serious and shit.. |
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