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[50 Cent] Ohh! The top feel so much better than the bottom So much better so much better [Chorus: 50 Cent] ya yous' a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why nigga yous' a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy nigga yous' a window shopper In the dealership tryna get a test drive nigga yous' a window shopper Mad as fuck when you see me ride by [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Summertime, white Porsche Carrera is milky I'm on the grind, let my paper stackin' I'm filthy It's funny how niggaz get to screw-facin' at me Anyhow they ain't got the heart to get at me I'll get down, Southside's the hood that I come from So I don't cruise through nobody 'hood without my gun They know the kid ain't gonna follow that bullshit Try and stick me, I'ma let off a full clip It ain't my fault you done fucked up your re-up At the dice game who told you put a G up? Everybody mad when they paper don't stack right But when I come around y'all niggaz better act right When we got the tops...down you can hear the system thump nigga when we rollin', rollin', rollinShut ya block down, quick to put a hole in a chump nigga when we rollin', rollin', rollin [Chorus: 50 Cent] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Niggaz love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in They come to scoop me up at L.A.X. and I hop in But when it comes to bad bitches you know I got them Some from Long Beach, some from Watts and from Compton You know a nigga wanna see how Cali girls freak off After that five hour flight from New York I start spittin G at a bitch like a pimp, man Tell her, "Meet me at the Mondrian so we can do our thang." She can bring the lingerie with her, I sup-pose Then we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes Then she can run and tell her best friend 'bout my sex game Then her best friend could potentially be next, man Listen man, shit...changed, I came up I'm doin my thang Homey I'm holin', holin', holinOh shit man, the store owner watchin' you 'For somethin' get stolen, stolen, stolen [Chorus: 50 Cent]