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young buck – fuck bitches pt.2 lyrics

yeah, get money!
you n-gg-s know what it is
ah man you know i don’t give a f-ck about a b-tch
i’m gettin’ money

[chorus:]
i got no time to chase that b-tch
i’m on my grind i flip them bricks
pimp that ho ’till she get me rich
hustlin’ it now didn’t give me sh-t

i took that work and cooked that c-ke
rolled that blunt and inhaled that smoke
we waited outside ’till they all came out
ran up on ’em with them big thangs out
takin’ n-gg-s’ chains in the middle of the street
bust a couple of shots get away on feet
back to the hood make the hos put in work
walk that block with a byrd in your purse
ho turn that trick b-tch break that n-gg-
you know daddy don’t like his bank roll little
buy that car homie bust your guns
f-ck them boys n-gg- where you from?
put ice on your clique
not ice on a b-tch
real n-gg-s take my advice in this sh-t
get that bread
n-gg- watch them feds
first n-gg- snitch better bust his head

[chorus:]
i got no time to chase that b-tch
i’m on my grind i flip them bricks
pimp that ho ’till she get me rich
hustlin’ it now didn’t give me sh-t

for real n-gg-
some of you n-gg-s out here hustlin’ for these hos
your b-tch rims bigger than yours man
what kind of sh-t is that?
yous a sucker for love n-gg-
get the f-ck out the club ho
yeah, n-gg-s know what it is
g unit young buck
pimpin’, ca$hville ten-a-key n-gg-
holla back
na, i’m still lookin’ for a new york ho, where she at?
yeah

- young buck lyrics

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