50 Cent Fuck Dat Bitch Lyrics

Fuck Dat Bitch Lyrics

[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..