Fuck Dat Bitch lyrics

Artist  : 50 Cent 
Song : Fuck Dat Bitch



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[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..