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...









Lyrics submitted by oofus

Material Girl 2000 song meanings
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