Denna Bitch Lyrics - Juicy J

I hear em talking, money make a hater madder than a bitch 

Got my check up, now you know I get more cash than a bitch 

Got a pocket full of paper and a bad yellow bitch 

Ass fatter than a bitch 

My car faster than a bitch 

What you saying, make em madder than a bitch 

What you saying, get more cash than a bitch 

What you saying, got a yellow bad bitch 

Ass fatter than a bitch, my car go faster than a bitch 

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A hunnid billion dollars, that's the conversation 

Nigga I got more whips than a dominatrix 

Pretty bitch jump on my dick, lemme drive ya crazy 

And you heard that my paper thicker than the yellow pages 

Press that button lose the top, make it disappear 

Its so lonely at the top, but I love to hear 

Pass that cream bitch I'm higher than Apollo 13 

On that purple martini and a ounce of blue dream 

So much money, make the counter blow a fuse 

Live in the fast lane and fuck all the rules 

I'm living on the edge, fuck a hater, fuck the feds 

If I buy more ice, I might need to buy a sled 

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Smoking loud, drinking hen, man I'm higher than a bitch 

Lick harder than a bitch 

Wanna stick it in a bitch 

Ferragamo louis shit 

All designer in this bitch 

I got gold on my teeth and neck, I'm shining as a bitch 

Bitch love to see this shit, niggas mad than a bitch 

Throw a cop in the parking lot, just shot him bout a bitch 

I ain't tripping bout you man, I'm on dead presidents 

All my niggas killas and they scared of the penitent-ions 

Money always make a broke mad, make him envy 

Never bowing down to a bitch, it ain't amendment 

Lamborghini cost a ticket and I'm tryna rob that bitch 

Pat your running up the check, we ain't tryna hit that shit 

You wanna say something about the pimp? 

Gimme his address bitch I'ma come to his house 

If they can fear that then they can fear whats really going around down here mane 

I'm glad we got an island where we can at these bitch niggas out, ya know what I'm talking bout? 

I can go broke any minute, still making 4 million in an hour 

Closing deals with the cartel on my speakerphone in the shower 

My bitch on the shower 

You niggas is cowards, get the fuck off of my lung 

I'm cutting the grass with them choppas 

Bullets is sounding like do-do-do-do hitting niggas and flowers 

I don't fly jets, I buy jets 

I'm from the low rise, high ground, projects 

Fuck you and your street cash, little ass plump check 

You sign niggas, I sign niggas, I buy the label 

I'm in the Soho House in the library, eating sushi with Cong ly 

Getting throwed from your politician, this ho wanna elect me 

Still a hood nigga tryna fuck everything 

Life in the villa, getting zarilla, nigga 

Think of my scrilla 

Keeping my wolves on deck like Michael on Thrilla