Various Artists - b**hes Are Hustlers Too lyrics

Intro/Chorus: (x4) b**hes are hustlers too I thought you knew, I thought you knew If you ain't got the grip, n***a, I can't use ya I'll do some other motherf**ers for d** to Honulula I'm sendin n***as to the curb when I'm done wit em f**in wit their minds cos I'm havin fun wit em Flippin n***as 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***as 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**ers, for their loot is behind me I gotta do what I gotta do I'm lettin you know, b**hes are hustlers too Chorus (x4) I'm takin n***as for they dividends A b**h from the Northside is straight makin, check it in I thought you knew Lady D was trigger happy Juice some n***a 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**es But I ain't givin up the s** til you put me in a Lexus I know you're out for the a**, n***a But how the f** you figure, til you cough up the cash, n***a 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 a** gettin gaffled I'm baby cute wit dimple But be drivin a Benz or catch a slug in the temple So don't f** with my crew You should know by now, n***a, b**hes are hustlers too Chorus (x4) I got the sess and the yay-yo Cos a sister stackin up on the motherf**in kilos And this b**h 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***as 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**ual action Cold maxin, coast-to coast, n***as I roast Seduce em and juice em for the cheese and I'm ghost It's easy for me to do a n***a Cos when a n***a's useless, I straight fool a n***a Cos I'm smokin s**ers They don't know that I'm an undercover hustler Chorus (x4)