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d fyne – bitches are hustlers too lyrics

[intro / chorus: (x4)]

b-tches are hustlers too
i thought you knew, i thought you knew

if you ain’t got the grip, n-gg-, i can’t use ya
i’ll do some other motherf-ckers for drugs to honulula
i’m sendin n-gg-s to the curb when i’m done wit em
f-ckin wit their minds cos i’m havin fun wit em
flippin n-gg-s 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 n-gg-s 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 motherf-ckers, for their loot is behind me
i gotta do what i gotta do
i’m lettin you know, b-tches are hustlers too

[chorus (x4)]

i’m takin n-gg-s for they dividends
a b-tch from the northside is straight makin, check it in
i thought you knew lady d was trigger happy
juice some n-gg- 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 s-xes
but i ain’t givin up the s-x til you put me in a lexus
i know you’re out for the -ss, n-gg-
but how the f-ck you figure, til you cough up the cash, n-gg-
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 -ss gettin gaffled
i’m baby cute wit dimple
but be drivin a benz or catch a slug in the temple
so don’t f-ck with my crew
you should know by now, n-gg-, b-tches are hustlers too

[chorus (x4)]

i got the sess and the yay-yo
cos a sister stackin up on the motherf-ckin kilos
and this b-tch 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 n-gg-s get sprayed on the concrete too
a ki has started too cos i’m taxin
but if i drop a g, i want some s-xual action
cold maxin, coast-to coast, n-gg-s i roast
seduce em and juice em for the cheese and i’m ghost
it’s easy for me to do a n-gg-
cos when a n-gg-‘s useless, i straight fool a n-gg-
cos i’m smokin suckers
they don’t know that i’m an undercover hustler

[chorus (x4)]

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