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    50 Cent - Material Girl 2000
    If a bitch don't like me 
    Somethin' wrong with the bitch (fuck that bitch) 
    Why... oh why... why... you wanna fuck with me now? 
    Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you know 
    thats how the shit work, you know what I'm sayin' 
    they supposed to love me now baby 
    I'm doin' it now baby 
    hahahaha 

    [Chorus] 
    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? 
    The money gonna make you sell your soul 

    [Verse One] 
    Whoa... if money's gonna make me slam these hoes... then alright 
    Whattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moons 
    talk to me, how's life been treatin' you? good I hope 
    you 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 Two] 
    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 Three] 
    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 - repeat 2X] 

    Fuck you bitch! leave me alone, walk on... get the fuck on... 
    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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