Yeah, 50      I gave her books to read, fed her mind with knowledge   Gave her street smarts, shit, you can't get in college   She's a reflection of me 'til you know she the shit   If I'm a star, she a star, If I'm rich she rich      That's my dog   I tell her stay she wanna go, I tell her go she wanna stay   That's my dog, you a bitch   Don't usually mean nothin' to me, that's right      But that's my dog   I go left, she go right, I go up, she go down   She couldn't listen that, she ain't around   So ungrateful, screamin' I hate you   She must got amnesia, bitch I made you      Now, just think, just think that could've been you   Just think, that should've been you   Yeah, with me, I share the world with you   But you ain't ride with a rider so I ain't fuckin' with you      Say, say, say girl, come here   No, you, no, her, yeah, you, go   The reason you didn't get picked   Because you got your nose up your ass like you're smellin' your shit      But tonight you met your match   'Cause I be smellin' my shit too, now how you like that?   You could've had this dude and anything you choose   And now girl you lose 'cause I ain't fuckin' with you      Could've been you   Shoppin' sprees, drop top hair blowin' in the wind   Could've been you   Livin' lavish instead it's your girlfriend   But you trippin' while we sippin' in the back of the club, big tippin'      Some say it hurts when you supposed to win, then you lose   You were supposed to be sure, baby you was confused   I had a thang for you, I had a ring for you   House, cars, kids and a pet and name for you      Pussycat told you I make it, you ain't believe   I guess 'cause comin' up was hard, it was easy to leave   Now think about it maybe I'm right maybe I'm wrong   Either way shorty, life goes on      When you around, my smile's a grin, my thoughts are a sin   You ask me can we try again, I ain't fuckin' witchu   It's on, the club jumpin', I'm tryna get my liquor and   You wanna suck the dick again, I'm starin' at your thicker friends      I guess I'm like Will Smith in 'Pursuit of Happiness'   In my hood, we all hustle and in pursuit of the same shit      Now just think, just think that could've been you   Now just think that should've been you   With me I share the world witchu   But you ain't ride with a rider, so I ain't fuckin' witchu      Say, say, say girl, come here   No, you, no, her, yeah, you, go   The reason you didn't get picked   Because you got your nose up your ass like you're smellin' your shit      But tonight you met your match   'Cause I be smellin' my shit too now how you like that?   You could've had this dude and anything you choose   And now girl you lose 'cause I ain't fuckin' with you      Could've been you   Shoppin' sprees, drop top hair blowin' in the wind   Could've been you   Livin' lavish instead it's your girlfriend      And it ain't no other way to put it except   I know you understand it girl, it's so   But you see us in the back of the club   Poppin' bottles and it could've been you, but nope      Said it could've been, could've been you, yeah   Said it could've been, it could've been you