Ja Rule Lyrics

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Bitch Betta Have My Money Lyrics

What up love

 You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats

 I peep you at the strip joint

 You and that little black chick

 Acting like you so innocent

 When you in the six

 Usually that bring the freak right out of a bitch

 I knew something was wrong

 Lesbian I go on

 Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right

 I like mines tight

 You like yours licked

 And we both like bitches to get high high wit

 You opted to leave a nigga with no options

 You freak hoe dance topless baby

 What's ya sitcho

 You ride dildo

 Plastic nympho

 Only see dick in porno

 Hun lidten

 I can make your life a world of difference

 Throw me in the mix of your sexual experiences

 See what happens

 In like two weeks

 These hoes is freaking

 Making about two g's a piece a weekend

 That's what I'm saying

 

 [Chorus x2:]

 It ain't easy pimped out

 Flossing furs

 Diamonds

 Matching sets his and hers

 Keep ya hoes on point

 Tell them watch the fuzz

 Cause

 Bitch better have my money

 

 Keep my ones on top

 My tens on lock

 My hoe in the drop

 Got a hot little co-op

 Prestigous

 Rock a cuban link with Jesus

 Lord have mercy

 Let me touch this

 Tease it

 For reasons

 I can't explain to you lord

 Cause you know my actions are censored

 Don't diss chips to fuck with no broad

 This one can get it

 Damn near split it

 Yeah picture me paying for some pussy I ain't even smelled yet

 Let alone got wet

 But I'm willing to make a bet

 That the next time we riding

 If she ain't riding

 On the turnpike you you bobbing

 While I'm weaving

 Getting weede

 Believe me 

 This pimp shit ain't easy baby

 I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got

 They make you fiend for that pussy coming up out ya pockets

 

 [Chorus x2:]

 It ain't easy pimped out

 Flossing furs

 Diamonds

 Matching sets his and hers

 Keep ya hoes on point

 Tell them watch the fuzz

 Cause

 Bitch better have my money

 

 Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim

 I pimp plenty women

 Got to tip my hat to a ten

 Just been in too many run ins with dead ends

 Comparisions range from thick ones to thin

 Explosive sex thoughts coming from this young work horse

 I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts

 Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport

 For the jewels with ice and creep to never get caught

 You know the game

 You and I is one in the same

 But you got my name

 tatooed on ya leg

 Shit is serious

 Now you caling me acting delirious

 Used to be my best bitch

 Now somewhat resistant

 Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter

 Worn out and don't nobody want ya

 First time i met ya you played me out of pocket

 I ain't know no better bitch

 Now stop it

 Game is the topic

 And what's between your legs is the product

 Use it properly

 And you'll make dollars biatch

 

 [Chorus x2:]

 It ain't easy pimped out

 Flossing furs

 Diamonds

 Matching sets his and hers

 Keep ya hoes on point

 Tell them watch the fuzz

 Cause

 Bitch better have my money