Young Buck - Fuck Bitches Pt.2 lyrics

Yeah, Get Money!

You Niggas Know What It Is

Ah Man You Know I Don't Give A Fuck About A Bitch

I'm Gettin' Money

I Got No Time To Chase That Bitch

I'm On My Grind I Flip Them Bricks

Pimp That Ho 'till She Get Me Rich

Hustlin' It Now Didn't Give Me Shit

I Took That Work And Cooked That Coke

Rolled That Blunt And Inhaled That Smoke

We Waited Outside 'till They All Came Out

Ran Up On 'em With Them Big Thangs Out

Takin' Niggas' Chains In The Middle Of The Street

Bust A Couple Of Shots Get Away On Feet

Back To The Hood Make The Hos Put In Work

Walk That Block With A Byrd In Your Purse

Ho Turn That Trick Bitch Break That Nigga

You Know Daddy Don't Like His Bank Roll Little

Buy That Car Homie Bust Your Guns

Fuck Them Boys Nigga Where You From?

Put Ice On Your Clique

Not Ice On A Bitch

Real Niggas Take My Advice In This Shit

Get That Bread

Nigga Watch Them Feds

First Nigga Snitch Better Bust His Head

I Got No Time To Chase That Bitch

I'm On My Grind I Flip Them Bricks

Pimp That Ho 'till She Get Me Rich

Hustlin' It Now Didn't Give Me Shit

For Real Nigga

Some Of You Niggas Out Here Hustlin' For These Hos

Your Bitch Rims Bigger Than Yours Man

What Kind Of Shit Is That?

Yous A Sucker For Love Nigga

Get The Fuck Out The Club Ho

Yeah, Niggas Know What It Is

G Unit Young Buck

Pimpin', Ca$hville Ten-A-Key Nigga

Holla Back

Na, I'm Still Lookin' For A New York Ho, Where She At? Yeah