After My Cheddar – 50 Cent

Yeah, shout out to Chris Lighty! Violator!
You know how I put it down when I put it down this 50 nigga, let’s go!

When you frown at me (Yeah!)
Is it ’cause I won’t provide for you girl?
You’re after my cheddar (ha ha)
And your friends they see it too (c’mon)
Just filling up just watching …
I know what your up to
Remember
I’m after my cheddar

[50 Cent:]
I gave you a style, Gucci this Fendi that (Yeah)
Burberry bag, shoes and the hat to match (Aha)
I like the way it look but bitch I ain’t buying that
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But no more Prada shoes (Uh!)
When I just wanna chill you wanna go out (WOO!)
See me parley with some other chick you wanna show out
You say I’m wrong when I dog your ass like I should
Now you can reminisce on the times I treated you good

When you smile at me (Bitch)
Is it ’cause I won’t provide for you girl?
(It’s ’cause I won’t provide)
You’re after my cheddar
(yo want that money right)
And your friends they see it too (they see it)
Just filling up just what you’re up … you
I know what your up to
Remember
I’m after my cheddar (bitch)

[Lloyd Banks:]
Look you could think about me grinding my fans (Yeah!)
You even got more than one watch on it’s too much time on your hands (Aha)
They say behind every good man is a woman (WOO!)
So if Tash pull up stash the cannon in your linen (C’mon)
I’ll never be a chauffeur to the mall
So learn to appreciate the CD’s and posters on the wall
Fatal attraction is mad real
The last bitch I deaded went crazy and swallowed thirty Advils

When you smile at me (Bitch)
Is it ’cause I won’t provide for you girl?
(It’s ’cause I won’t provide)
You’re after my cheddar
(yo want that money right)
And your friends they see it too (they see it)
Just filling up just what you’re up … you
I know what your up to
Remember
I’m after my cheddar

[Lloyd Banks:]
They say money make the world go ’round
And material things make a hoe go down (for sure!)
I see you in your Prada, Gucci, and BCBG (Aha)
Bitch I’m getting rich but I don’t trick on GP (Yeah)
It’s five-dollar dresses and ten-dollar skirts
Bitch play the strip and put in work (WOO!)
Birds wanna have my baby since I signed my contract
So I gotta double up in case the condom snap

When you smile at me (Bitch)
Is it ’cause I won’t provide for you girl?
(It’s ’cause I won’t provide)
You’re after my cheddar
(yo want that money right)
And your friends they see it too (they see it)
Just filling up just what you’re up … you
I know what your up to
Remember
I’m after my cheddar

Look, don’t ask me for shit, man
I ain’t got nothing for you, man
Yo, what? Bitch what the fuck you mean I can’t sing, bitch?
Bitch, I’m Luther Vandross in the shower