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Bulworth soundtrack lyrics D-Fyne---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 sexes 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) Other Bulworth soundtrack lyrics: Public Enemy---Kill Em Live lyrics B-Real F Psycho Realm---Lunatics In The Grass lyrics Cappadonna---Run lyrics Nutta Butta F Anonymous, Teddy Riley---Freak Out lyrics RZA (Prince Rakeem Chase lyrics Witch Doctor---Holiday lyrics Pras F Ol' Dirty Bastard, Mya---Ghetto Superstar (This Is What You Are) lyrics |