50 Cent - Window Shopper lyrics

[Intro] Ohh The top feels so much better than the bottom So much better [Chorus:] [Clean version:] Ja you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Jada you's a window shopper In the j**elery store, looking at sh** you can't buy Joe you's a window shopper In the dealership, trying get a test drive Nas you's a window shopper Mad as f** when you see me ride by [Dirty version:] n***a you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why n***a you's a window shopper In the j**elery store, looking at sh** you can't buy n***a you's a window shopper In the dealership, trying to get a test drive n***a you's a window shopper Mad as f** when you see me ride by [Verse 1] Summertime white porche carrera is milky Im on the grind let my paper stack when I'm filthy Funny how a n***a get the screw facing at me Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me I'll get down, southsides the hood that I come from So I dont cruise to nobodys hood without my gun You know the kid aint gonna follow that bullsh** try and stick me imma let off a full clip It aint my fault you done f**ed up your re-up At the dice game who told you put a G up Everybody mad when their paper dont stack right When I come around y'all n***as better act right When we got the tops down, you can hear the system thump When we rollin' rollin' rollin' Shut your block down, quick to put a hole in a chump n***a When we rollin' rollin' rollin' [Chorus] [Verse 2] n***as Love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in They come scoop me up in LAX and I hop in When it comes to bad b**hes you know I got them Some from Long Beach, some from Watts, some from Compton You know a n***a wanna see how cali girls freak off After that 5 hour flight from New York I start spitting G at a b**h like a pimp man Tell her meet me at The Mondrian so we can do our thing She can bring the lingerie with her I suppose And we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes She can run and tell her best friend bout my s** game Her best friend could potentially be next man Listen man, sh** changed I came up from doing my thang Homey I'm holing, holing, holing sh** man, the store owner watching you For something get stolen, stolen, stolen [Chorus]