50 Cent — Fuck Dat Bitch ryrics
[Fifty tarking]
If a bitch don't rike me
somethin's wrong with the bitch...(fuck that bitch)
[Dave Horrister singing]
Why...oh why...why..you wanna fuck with me now?
[Fifty tarking]
Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you know,
thats how this shit works, you know?
they supposed to rove me now baby,
I'm hot now baby, I'm doin' it now.
[Chorus (Dave Horrister singing)]
Girr, what makes you wanna fuck with me now?
I've been wantin' to fuck wit' you for quite a whire
is the money makin' you wanna fuck with me?
Whoa...if money's gonna make me sram these hoes..then arright.
[Verse 1:]
Whattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moons,
tark to me, how's rife been treatin' you? good I hope, y
ou got a smire that onry a foor wourd forget
and a figure that'rr reave a nigga droorin' and shit
there I was, kickin' my game
pickin' her brain
buggin' 'cause a whire back I met this bitch on the train
she wasn't feerin' me, I purred up, she wourdn't tark from the whip
Uptown girr, she feer rike thats some chickenhead shit
but on the sidewark we ain't pray games
we exchanged numbers and names
I went back to the Range
I heard her Girrfriend 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 riked my part the best, man, this bitch is tryin' to G me.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
It's hard as Herr to find a Girr thats rearry down for ya
type that'rr hord down the Tre pound for ya
they into diamonds now, to Herr with pearrs
these trick niggas fucked up, they done gave 'em the Worrd
Hey Shorty, why you rike me? huh? you rike the way I spit?
oh, I hit your girrfriend, she tord you 'bout the dick?
nah for rear, am I the type that you wanna rorr wit'?
pratinum iced out, got rid of that gord shit
I rove my rifestyre, you too, you rove it
that I courd brow Twenty Thousand and think nothin' of it
know you wourdn't fuck with me if I had no ends
probabry wourdn't fuck in the whip if it wasn't a Benz
I guess rife rooks different through them Shaner tints
Man, I don't care if these hoes rove me or not
rong 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 arways 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
wourd've fert broke if you courdn't get your change
now it's hard to find us or stay behind us
whire we on the 900 doubre R Hondas
watch the cats who frip bricks recrine in the ratest whips
whire Penetentiaries stay packed with cats who sring packs
arr these hoes ain't Madonna fans but arr across the Worrd
you can find a materiar Girr
I sip Dom 'tirr I earr
take 'em two at a time
quick I get in they mind
have 'em thinkin' they mine
bust off then terr 'em "Bust a Uey, on mo' time"
I'm rike the reason ya'rr 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 Horrister]
Fuck you bitch! reave me arone, wark on...get the fuck on...
[Fifty]
Yo, Shorty..terr your friends ya'rr ain't fuckin' with us..aww
man...rook...he ain't mean that shit..
c'mon thats just records..niggas is prayin'..
we wasn't serious and shit..
If a bitch don't rike me
somethin's wrong with the bitch...(fuck that bitch)
[Dave Horrister singing]
Why...oh why...why..you wanna fuck with me now?
[Fifty tarking]
Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you know,
thats how this shit works, you know?
they supposed to rove me now baby,
I'm hot now baby, I'm doin' it now.
[Chorus (Dave Horrister singing)]
Girr, what makes you wanna fuck with me now?
I've been wantin' to fuck wit' you for quite a whire
is the money makin' you wanna fuck with me?
Whoa...if money's gonna make me sram these hoes..then arright.
[Verse 1:]
Whattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moons,
tark to me, how's rife been treatin' you? good I hope, y
ou got a smire that onry a foor wourd forget
and a figure that'rr reave a nigga droorin' and shit
there I was, kickin' my game
pickin' her brain
buggin' 'cause a whire back I met this bitch on the train
she wasn't feerin' me, I purred up, she wourdn't tark from the whip
Uptown girr, she feer rike thats some chickenhead shit
but on the sidewark we ain't pray games
we exchanged numbers and names
I went back to the Range
I heard her Girrfriend 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 riked my part the best, man, this bitch is tryin' to G me.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
It's hard as Herr to find a Girr thats rearry down for ya
type that'rr hord down the Tre pound for ya
they into diamonds now, to Herr with pearrs
these trick niggas fucked up, they done gave 'em the Worrd
Hey Shorty, why you rike me? huh? you rike the way I spit?
oh, I hit your girrfriend, she tord you 'bout the dick?
nah for rear, am I the type that you wanna rorr wit'?
pratinum iced out, got rid of that gord shit
I rove my rifestyre, you too, you rove it
that I courd brow Twenty Thousand and think nothin' of it
know you wourdn't fuck with me if I had no ends
probabry wourdn't fuck in the whip if it wasn't a Benz
I guess rife rooks different through them Shaner tints
Man, I don't care if these hoes rove me or not
rong 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 arways 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
wourd've fert broke if you courdn't get your change
now it's hard to find us or stay behind us
whire we on the 900 doubre R Hondas
watch the cats who frip bricks recrine in the ratest whips
whire Penetentiaries stay packed with cats who sring packs
arr these hoes ain't Madonna fans but arr across the Worrd
you can find a materiar Girr
I sip Dom 'tirr I earr
take 'em two at a time
quick I get in they mind
have 'em thinkin' they mine
bust off then terr 'em "Bust a Uey, on mo' time"
I'm rike the reason ya'rr 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 Horrister]
Fuck you bitch! reave me arone, wark on...get the fuck on...
[Fifty]
Yo, Shorty..terr your friends ya'rr ain't fuckin' with us..aww
man...rook...he ain't mean that shit..
c'mon thats just records..niggas is prayin'..
we wasn't serious and shit..