50 Cent - Material Girl 2000 Lyrics
If a ***** don't like meSomethin' wrong with the ***** (***** that *****)Why... oh why... why... you wanna ***** with me now?Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you knowthats how the shit work, you know what I'm sayin'they supposed to love me now babyI'm doin' it now babyhahahaha[Chorus]Girl, what makes you wanna ***** with me now?I've been wantin' to ***** wit' you for quite a whileIs the money makin' you wanna ***** with me?The money gonna make you sell your soul[Verse One]Whoa... if money's gonna make me slam these hoes... then alrightWhattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moonstalk to me, how's life been treatin' you? good I hopeyou got a smile that only a fool would forgetand a figure that'll leave a nigga droolin' and shitThere I was, kickin' my game, pickin' her brainbuggin' 'cause a while back I met this ***** on the trainshe wasn't feelin' me, I pulled up, she wouldn't talk from the whipUptown girl, she feel like thats some chickenhead shitbut on the sidewalk we ain't play gameswe exchanged numbers and namesI went back to the RangeI heard her Girlfriend whisperin' "I know that nigga, he rich"she think I got six whips 'cause me and my Man switchanyway, her name is CeCeshe said she go to BMCCpush a '98 328 with chrome BB'sshe said she seen me in the Onyx video on TVshe liked my part the best, man, this ***** is tryin' to G me.[Chorus][Verse Two]It's hard as Hell to find a Girl thats really down for yatype that'll hold down the Tre pound for yathey into diamonds now, to Hell with pearlsthese trick niggas *****ed up, they done gave 'em the WorldHey 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 shitI love my lifestyle, you too, you love itthat I could blow Twenty Thousand and think nothin' of itknow you wouldn't ***** with me if I had no endsprobably wouldn't ***** in the whip if it wasn't a BenzI guess life looks different through them Shanel tintsMan, I don't care if these hoes love me or notlong as I rhyme hot I'm gettin' head in my dropit goes on and on and on and it don't stop.[Chorus][Verse Three]One thing you can always count on is changeand a rich nigga to come put shit in the gamehad a 4.0 then Jigga made you trade your Rangewould've felt broke if you couldn't get your changenow it's hard to find us or stay behind uswhile we on the 900 double R Hondaswatch the cats who flip bricks recline in the latest whipswhile Penetentiaries stay packed with cats who sling packsall these hoes ain't Madonna fans but all across the Worldyou can find a material GirlI sip Dom 'till I earltake 'em two at a timequick I get in they mindhave 'em thinkin' they minebust off then tell 'em "Bust a Uey, on mo' time"I'm like the reason ya'll niggas can't eat this yeargot your ***** breakin' her neck to peep this herec'mon... uh huh... c'mon[Chorus] - repeat 2X***** you *****! leave me alone, walk on... get the ***** on...Yo, Shorty... tell your friends ya'll ain't *****in' 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...
