Bitch Betta Have My Money Lyrics - Singles - Ja Rule

What up love 

You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats 

I peep you at the strip joint 

You and that little black chick 

Acting like you so innocent 

When you in the six 

Usually that bring the freak right out of a bitch 

I knew something was wrong 

Lesbian I go on 

Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right 

I like mines tight 

You like yours licked 

And we both like bitches to get high high wit 

You opted to leave a nigga with no options 

You freak hoe dance topless baby 

What's ya sitcho 

You ride dildo 

Plastic nympho 

Only see dick in porno 

Hun lidten 

I can make your life a world of difference 

Throw me in the mix of your sexual experiences 

See what happens 

In like two weeks 

These hoes is freaking 

Making about two g's a piece a weekend 

That's what I'm saying 

Chorus x2: 

It ain't easy pimped out 

Flossing furs 

Diamonds 

Matching sets his and hers 

Keep ya hoes on point 

Tell them watch the fuzz 

Cause 

Bitch better have my money 

Keep my ones on top 

My tens on lock 

My hoe in the drop 

Got a hot little co-op 

prestigious 

Rock a cuban link with Jesus 

Lord have mercy 

Let me touch this 

Tease it 

For reasons 

I can't explain to you lord 

Cause you know my actions are censored 

Don't diss chips to fuck with no broad 

This one can get it 

Damn near split it 

Yeah picture me paying for some pussy I ain't even smelled yet 

Let alone got wet 

But I'm willing to make a bet 

That the next time we riding 

If she ain't riding 

On the turnpike you you bobbing 

While I'm weaving 

Getting weede 

Believe me 

This pimp shit ain't easy baby 

I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got 

They make you fiend for that pussy coming up out ya pockets 

Chorus x2: 

It ain't easy pimped out 

Flossing furs 

Diamonds 

Matching sets his and hers 

Keep ya hoes on point 

Tell them watch the fuzz 

Cause 

Bitch better have my money 

Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim 

I pimp plenty women 

Got to tip my hat to a ten 

Just been in too many run ins with dead ends 

Comparisions range from thick ones to thin 

Explosive sex thoughts coming from this young work horse 

I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts 

Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport 

For the jewels with ice and creep to never get caught 

You know the game 

You and I is one in the same 

But you got my name 

tatooed on ya leg 

Shit is serious 

Now you caling me acting delirious 

Used to be my best bitch 

Now somewhat resistant 

Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter 

Worn out and don't nobody want ya 

First time i met ya you played me out of pocket 

I ain't know no better bitch 

Now stop it 

Game is the topic 

And what's between your legs is the product 

Use it properly 

And you'll make dollars biatch 

Chorus x2: 

It ain't easy pimped out 

Flossing furs 

Diamonds 

Matching sets his and hers 

Keep ya hoes on point 

Tell them watch the fuzz 

Cause 

Bitch better have my money 

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