D-FYNE

D-FYNE - Bitches Are Hustlers Too lyrics

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[Intro/Chorus: x4]

Bitches are hustlers too

I thought you knew, I thought you knew

If you ain't got the grip, nigga, I can't use ya

I'll do some other motherfuckers for drugs to Honulula

I'm sendin niggas to the curb when I'm done wit em

Fuckin wit their minds cos I'm havin fun wit em

Flippin niggas for they Presidents

I'm livin like a black queen in my residence

So when ya see me out dancin

Don't even waste ya time if you're not livin in a mansion

You can call me a dreamer

But they'll be callin ya stupid when I'm drivin your beamer

I'm breakin the niggas like cookies

I'm grabbin the cash and dash without givin up my putty

I'm leavin ya fat pockets still

Penny for penny, I'm leavin ya bank account ill-ty

I'm livin large like God

Cos I'm bankin motherfuckers, for their loot is behind me

I gotta do what I gotta do

I'm lettin you know, bitches are hustlers too

[Chorus x4]

I'm takin niggas for they dividends

A bitch from the Northside is straight makin, check it in

I thought you knew Lady D was trigger happy

Juice some nigga and gank him for his cavi

Now I'm livin like Janet

Fully in control and ya ho's can't understand it

It's like the battle of the sexes

But I ain't givin up the sex til you put me in a Lexus

I know you're out for the ass, nigga

but how the fuck you figure, til you cough up the cash, nigga

Ya see I'm out to get my grip on

And if ya be at ya bar, I got some juice you can sip on

So won't you take me to your castle

And if ya sittin on them thangs, watch your ass gettin gaffled

I'm baby cute wit dimple

but be drivin a Benz or catch a slug in the temple

So don't fuck with my crew

You should know by now, nigga, bitches are hustlers too

[Chorus x4]

I got the sess and the yay-yo

Cos a sister stackin up on the motherfuckin kilos

And this bitch is all that

Straight jackin, whatever, as long as I'm lookin phat

And I'm all about my business

You're all a dime-a-dozen when it comes to dissssss, nig'

So don't try to gank, fool

Cos niggas get sprayed on the concrete too

A ki has started too cos I'm taxin

But if I drop a G, I want some sexual action

Cold maxin, coast-to coast, niggas I roast

Seduce em and juice em for the cheese and I'm ghost

It's easy for me to do a nigga

Cos when a nigga's useless, I straight fool a nigga

Cos I'm smokin suckers

They don't know that I'm an undercover hustler

[Chorus x4]

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