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Yaire - Bitches Are Hustlers Too lyrics
Intro/Chorus: (x4)
 Bitches are hustlers too
 I thought you knew, I thought you knew
 If you ain't got the grip, nigga, I can't use ya
 I'll do some other motherfuckers for drugs to Honulula
 I'm sendin niggas to the curb when I'm done wit em
 Fuckin wit their minds cos I'm havin fun wit em
 Flippin niggas 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 niggas 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 motherfuckers, for their loot is behind me
 I gotta do what I gotta do
 I'm lettin you know, bitches are hustlers too
Chorus (x4)
 I'm takin niggas for they dividends
 A bitch from the Northside is straight makin, check it in
 I thought you knew Lady D was trigger happy
 Juice some nigga 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 sexesYaire - Bitches Are Hustlers Too - http://motolyrics.com/yaire/bitches-are-hustlers-too-lyrics.html
 But I ain't givin up the sex til you put me in a Lexus
 I know you're out for the ass, nigga
 but how the fuck you figure, til you cough up the cash, nigga
 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 ass gettin gaffled
 I'm baby cute wit dimple
 but be drivin a Benz or catch a slug in the temple
 So don't fuck with my crew
 You should know by now, nigga, bitches are hustlers too
Chorus (x4)
 I got the sess and the yay-yo
 Cos a sister stackin up on the motherfuckin kilos
 And this bitch 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 niggas get sprayed on the concrete too
 A ki has started too cos I'm taxin
 But if I drop a G, I want some sexual action
 Cold maxin, coast-to coast, niggas I roast
 Seduce em and juice em for the cheese and I'm ghost
 It's easy for me to do a nigga
 Cos when a nigga's useless, I straight fool a nigga
 Cos I'm smokin suckers
 They don't know that I'm an undercover hustler
Chorus (x4)








