Various Artists - b**h Betta Have My Money lyrics

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Various Artists - b**h Betta Have My Money lyrics

[Intro] b**h betta have my money Ahhhhhhhhhhh sh**, here we go on the one ya'll with nothing to clown [AMG] It ain't nothing like black p**y on my dick Word to the motherf**ing DJ Quik I play hoes like dominoes, slapping bones; AMG's on the motherf**ing microphone I slang dick, b**h, nothing more and nothing less; You got a C-note, ho, you can take the test And bring big fat titties and lots of back You got the woody, and I got the axe I'm no joke when I stroke for a client; b**hes need dick, so they buying it G with the high-top fade; Open up your Coach bag, b**h, so I can get paid And take off your G-string drawers b**h eat your Wheaties, cause I don't pause What are you laughing at? Ain't a damn thing funny (b**h betta have my money) I don't charge by the inch, I charge by the foot Think I'm lyin', b**h? Here, take a look 100% USDA grade A beef — here's my card, call me You looked like you ain't been pumped in a while Pick up the motherf**ing phone and dial And have your money in a big a** stack I'm swingin' this dick like a newjack (b**h) so Chours: (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money [AMG] Choose the position pronto, you're on the clock You can s** the diggity-dick, but I'mma charge you a knot Bend your a** on over and touch your toes; Hold your breath cause I'mma hold my nose This dick of mine ain't friendly, baby; Will it hurt you? Yeah maybe Probably, because I'm 19 years old; I f** hot p**y until it's cold I ain't a prostitute, but I'll knock the boots; Women love me, they say I'm so cute Girls wanna get with me, I'm tender; A big old bu*t, and a smile and I'm wit'em p**y ain't nothing but a game to me; Pockets on fat cause I played the freak So when a ho when a wanna f** to the pro of a teenage pimp I wanna see that grip, so ... Chorus: (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money [AMG] Motherf**ers out there can't fade me And b**hes out there don't faze me I take it blow for blow, a ho is a ho; A b**h is a b**h is a (b**h), so f** all the rigamarole, I clock the dough While I slang the blow G's gonna do it to you slow while you sing along, ho ... (b**h betta have my money) Chorus: (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money (b**h) b**h betta have my money .......b**h