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    "Bitch Betta Have My Money" Lyrics

    Ja Rule

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    "Bitch Betta Have My Money"

    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
    Thanks to ja rule 4ever for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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       fatdoggy89 says:
      030-11-2004 03:22
       
      jarule and all of that other rap crap sux listen to real music not some guy havin an argument about stupid stuff