Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuck Blocher, artist - Stress. Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
Fuck Blocher |
| 50 Cent F/ Dave Hollister |
| Miscellaneous |
| Fuck Dat Bitch |
| (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. |