Two Type Of Bitches Lyrics - Underground Kingz - Ugk

Well it's big Bun Beeda I built the track 

With girls with tens and the bitches back 

It ain't nowhere fans a bunch with these sluts 

Just shake your butts and bring back that stack (stack) 

The mack is back and he's sittin on chrome 

with a piece of chain or Herringbone or nugget (nugget) 

That don't mean him a real live hoe 

You ain't ready to roll then go on then, fuck it 

Out them ducats, hoes better recognize 

Niggaz better recollect, Bun finna regulate 

I hit yo' town (what) find me a hoe stroll 

Leave that bitch dry and head to another state (hold up) 

Me and my brother can't wait when it come to the red 

Cause we about that cash, cash 

So if we can't convince ya we'll take your sister 

Hit the highway and mash 

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You got, bitches that will and you got bitches that won't 

Man you got, bitches that do and you got bitches that don't 

Man you got, bitches that can and you got bitches that cain't 

You got bitches that know they are and bitches know that they ain't 

No down bitch 

Some girls suck, some don't dare 

Some girls fuck, some don't care 

I like the girl with the pussy hair 

My partner Mike Mo like the pussy bare 

Some girls scream, some girls moan 

Swang Big Dick, swang Sweet Jones 

Go and get the myth out the cobra head 

Girl got down you niggaz scared 

I got a young yellow bitch, I'ma sing it loud 

With a four-inch corner of jet-mink hair 

Between her legs is where it great 

And get the money out the nigga when she go on a date 

I stay caked up, rocked up 

Magnum rubbers stay socked up 

I ain't tryin to get the wet dick 

Hold my good but she ain't that slick 

I know you want this high-dollar cum 

Bitch know I got money, wanna get her some 

Bitch you must, done lost your mind 

The trick's niggaz over there, you better get on the grind 

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Bitches not flexin ain't much good 

I should and I would keep clear if I could 

But when I do I just CAWN'T get away 

Cause I gotta fuck all day every day 

That leaves me run loco for real 

All these chickenheads lie about deal 

Ain't gotta do it up to make me chill 

Find a good spot on the floor and kneel! 

Know that my heart's in between my fires 

Though I can't take when they look in my eyes 

Lookin for love that's no surprise 

Comin up off, that's family ties 

Then I hit it from the back, all the way 

Slap that back and just lock cross say 

Not freeze out without no delay 

Girls in the chat, I ain't got shit to say