G-unit - Kitty Kat lyrics

[50 Cent (Tony Yayo)] (Yeah, yeah) Yeah (G-UNIT!!) My Polo on (check) my Dolce on (check) It's my crew and Polow Da Don I get that kitty ma (yeah!) I get that cash boo Shake that kitty girl, shake that a** hoe! [Chorus: woman] Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat [Tony Yayo:] Well girl I get p**y for free, I'm hittin that Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat [50 Cent:] But b**h I get p**y for free, I'm hittin that [Tony Yayo] Big boy Bentley, big boy semi n***az wanna k** me, ain't worth n***a pennies I drop a bag off, and the uz' will spray you I need six pockets like a pool table These hoes love me, these hoes love my pimpin They in the Phantom, clickin on they Cablevision Dope, I got the Chef Boyardee bags Coke, I got it runnin out the rehab Hoes like, "Why he actin so Hollywood? Cause there's a chauffeur in his 300 Hollywood" I'm hot, no ghostwriter for the mic Basically the Hollywood writer on strike, YEAH! [Chorus] [50 Cent] She got what I want, want (uh-huh) She got what I need, need (that's right) She rollin my blunt, blunt (yeah) b**h hand me my weed, weed... [growls] I'm so ghetto, I'm so, I'm so ghetto On the low, I creeps, I moves with my metal I be's in the club with my burner like WHAT I done did so much dirt, I ain't tryin to get CUT I'm a bad boy, that bad boy they wan' f** with They like that black on black rims on the Caddy truck kid I make that hard white flip, n***a since "Get Rich" My j**els so sick, they talk to a b**h Like, get in get in! You and your friend He sold ten mil' twice, he fin' to do it again ALL ABOARD! b**h don't miss the train 50 that n***a, f** wrong with yo' brain, huh? [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] I don't pay for kitten, are ya kiddin? Well it's the kid A.K.A., in and out your sister's crib Mr. So Fly, I O.D. the stores My car damn near fly, it got eagle doors Before you see me off, you'll see hell freeze You got a V-12? I got 12 V's It's only so many months, you do the math I'm a smoker, it's so many blunts for you to pa** on me Girl you crazy, got on B.B., rollin And your mouth'll be, foamin if I keep, keep goin You might see, me, frozen cause I'm holdin I done told 'em If yo' game can't control 'em, then she's as good as stolen [Chorus]