Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Could've Been You, artist - 50 Cent. Album song Before I Self-Destruct, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath, Interscope, Shady Records
Song language: English
Could've Been You |
I gave her books to read, fed her mind with knowledge |
Gave her street smarts, shit, you can’t get in college |
She’s a reflection of me 'til you know she the shit |
If I’m a star, she a star, If I’m rich she rich |
That’s my dog |
I tell her stay she wanna go, I tell her go she wanna stay |
That’s my dog, you a bitch |
Don’t usually mean nothin' to me, that’s right |
But that’s my dog |
I go left, she go right, I go up, she go down |
She couldn’t listen that, she ain’t around |
So ungrateful, screamin' I hate you |
She must got amnesia, bitch I made you |
Now, just think, just think that could’ve been you |
Just think, that should’ve been you |
Yeah, with me, I share the world with you |
But you ain’t ride with a rider so I ain’t fuckin' with you |
Say, say, say girl, come here |
No, you, no, her, yeah, you, go The reason you didn’t get picked |
Because you got your nose up your ass like you’re smellin' your shit |
But tonight you met your match |
'Cause I be smellin' my shit too, now how you like that? |
You could’ve had this dude and anything you choose |
And now girl you lose 'cause I ain’t fuckin' with you |
Could’ve been you |
Shoppin' sprees, drop top hair blowin' in the wind |
Could’ve been you |
Livin' lavish instead it’s your girlfriend |
But you trippin' while we sippin' in the back of the club, big tippin' |
Some say it hurts when you supposed to win, then you lose |
You were supposed to be sure, baby you was confused |
I had a thang for you, I had a ring for you |
House, cars, kids and a pet and name for you |
Pussycat told you I make it, you ain’t believe |
I guess 'cause comin' up was hard, it was easy to leave |
Now think about it maybe I’m right maybe I’m wrong |
Either way shorty, life goes on When you around, my smile’s a grin, my thoughts are a sin |
You ask me can we try again, I ain’t fuckin' witchu |
It’s on, the club jumpin', I’m tryna get my liquor and |
You wanna suck the dick again, I’m starin' at your thicker friends |
I guess I’m like Will Smith in 'Pursuit of Happiness' |
In my hood, we all hustle and in pursuit of the same shit |
Now just think, just think that could’ve been you |
Now just think that should’ve been you |
With me I share the world witchu |
But you ain’t ride with a rider, so I ain’t fuckin' witchu |
Say, say, say girl, come here |
No, you, no, her, yeah, you, go The reason you didn’t get picked |
Because you got your nose up your ass like you’re smellin' your shit |
But tonight you met your match |
'Cause I be smellin' my shit too now how you like that? |
You could’ve had this dude and anything you choose |
And now girl you lose 'cause I ain’t fuckin' with you |
Could’ve been you |
Shoppin' sprees, drop top hair blowin' in the wind |
Could’ve been you |
Livin' lavish instead it’s your girlfriend |
And it ain’t no other way to put it except |
I know you understand it girl, it’s so But you see us in the back of the club |
Poppin' bottles and it could’ve been you, but nope |
Said it could’ve been, could’ve been you, yeah |
Said it could’ve been, it could’ve been you |