Window Shopper - 50 Cent

Ohh.

The top feels so much better than the bottom…

So much better…

Niga use a window shopper

Mad at me, I think I know why

Niga you’s a window shopper

In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can’t buy

Niga you’s a window shopper

In the dealership, trying to get a test-drive

Niga you’s a window shopper

Mad as fuck, when you see me ride by…

Summertime white porche carrera is milky

Im on the grind let my paper stack when I’m filthy

is Funny how a niggas 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 bullshit

try and stick me imma let off a full clip

It aint my fault you done fucked 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 niggas better act right

When we got the tops down, you can hear the system thump

nigga When we rollin’rollin’rollin'

Shut your block down, quick to put a?

nigga When we rollin’rollin’rollin'

Niga you’s a window shopper

Mad at me, I think I know why

Niga you’s a window shopper

In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can’t buy

Niga you’s a window shopper

In the dealership, trying to get a test-drive

Niga you’s a window shopper

Mad as fuck, when you see me ride by…

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 bitches you know I got them

Some from Long Beach, some from Watts, some from Compton

You know a nigga wanna see how cali girls freak off

After that 5 hour flight from New York

I start spitting G at a bitch 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 sex game

Her best friend could potentially be next man

Listen man, shit, changed

I came up from doing my thang

Homey I’m holing, holing, holing

oh shit, man, the store owner watching you

For something get stolen, stolen, stolen…

(Final Chorus)

Niga you’s a window shopper

Mad at me, I think I know why

Niga you’s a window shopper

In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can’t buy

Niga you’s a window shopper

In the dealership, trying to get a test-drive

Niga you’s a window shopper

Mad as fuck when you see me ride by…