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YG - Bitch Betta Have My Money Lyrics



YG - Bitch Betta Have My Money Lyrics




[Intro:]
Bitch better have my money [x4]

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Bitch better have my money, money
Bring back a 100 take 20, 20
20 more minutes then I'm comin'
I could f*ck you longer, but bitch I'm in a hurry
Hurry up, Usain Bolt to the money
Swear I'm the shit, everybody fly around me
Rap like hustle and you hustlin' with dummies
I got a big ego, bitch don't touch me
F*ck her for some money
F*ckin' up the country
Pistol with the homies, you at home lonely
Call it my Macaulay, pokin' white boobies
F*ck the, f*ck the police, these niggas know they know me
50 for the Rollie, niggas ain't brodies
Hoes got 'em trippin', cuffin' like cufflinks
Don't know where her tongue be
Rinse it in the f*ckin' sink
I don't care what the bitch think, I just know one thing

[Hook:]
Bitch better have my money [x8]

[Verse 2: YG]
Bitch better have my money
If the bitch don't, tell her bounce like a bunny
I don't give a f*ck bout what that bitch talking
She ain't got the cash till that bitch get to walking
I eat, sleep, shit, think about them dollars
Pop a pill, pop a nigga, pop my collar
I'm poppin' like a Tic Tac
Bitch you better get back
Funny looking bitch, who been f*cking, Sinbad
I did that
Do it all, go big never small
Got a crib with a closet, you would think you at the mall
And I'm out, flight hoes
In her jaws like wisdom teeth
You hear the beat
I bet you they gone bang this in the Middle East
I been a freak
9th grade I was f*ckin' in the bathroom
I was f*ckin' at school like my house didn't have rooms
My best friend is named Benjamin Frank
So bitch better have my cake

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Man this bitch better have my money
This bitch so smart, she nothing but a dummy
Bitch better have my moula
F*ckin' round with a real nigga and his shooter
Lil' duffle bag bitch
Make a nigga rich
Shut the f*ck up
And jump on this dick
Nothin' but a motherf*ckin' skank
F*ck what you talkin' bout and f*ck what you think
I need money, I need it real fast
I need it real bad like white girls need ass
Baby you can help me, break this dub
20 motherf*ckin' racks up up in the club
Club, up up in the front
That's why I sent a bitch to get at each one
Triple top rank
Treat her like a bank
I don't give a f*ck what the bitch thinking
Bitch I'm just saying

[Hook]
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[Intro:]
Bitch better have my money [x4]

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Bitch better have my money, money
Bring back a 100 take 20, 20
20 more minutes then I'm comin'
I could f*ck you longer, but bitch I'm in a hurry
Hurry up, Usain Bolt to the money
Swear I'm the shit, everybody fly around me
Rap like hustle and you hustlin' with dummies
I got a big ego, bitch don't touch me
F*ck her for some money
F*ckin' up the country
Pistol with the homies, you at home lonely
Call it my Macaulay, pokin' white boobies
F*ck the, f*ck the police, these niggas know they know me
50 for the Rollie, niggas ain't brodies
Hoes got 'em trippin', cuffin' like cufflinks
Don't know where her tongue be
Rinse it in the f*ckin' sink
I don't care what the bitch think, I just know one thing

[Hook:]
Bitch better have my money [x8]

[Verse 2: YG]
Bitch better have my money
If the bitch don't, tell her bounce like a bunny
I don't give a f*ck bout what that bitch talking
She ain't got the cash till that bitch get to walking
I eat, sleep, shit, think about them dollars
Pop a pill, pop a nigga, pop my collar
I'm poppin' like a Tic Tac
Bitch you better get back
Funny looking bitch, who been f*cking, Sinbad
I did that
Do it all, go big never small
Got a crib with a closet, you would think you at the mall
And I'm out, flight hoes
In her jaws like wisdom teeth
You hear the beat
I bet you they gone bang this in the Middle East
I been a freak
9th grade I was f*ckin' in the bathroom
I was f*ckin' at school like my house didn't have rooms
My best friend is named Benjamin Frank
So bitch better have my cake

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Man this bitch better have my money
This bitch so smart, she nothing but a dummy
Bitch better have my moula
F*ckin' round with a real nigga and his shooter
Lil' duffle bag bitch
Make a nigga rich
Shut the f*ck up
And jump on this dick
Nothin' but a motherf*ckin' skank
F*ck what you talkin' bout and f*ck what you think
I need money, I need it real fast
I need it real bad like white girls need ass
Baby you can help me, break this dub
20 motherf*ckin' racks up up in the club
Club, up up in the front
That's why I sent a bitch to get at each one
Triple top rank
Treat her like a bank
I don't give a f*ck what the bitch thinking
Bitch I'm just saying

[Hook]
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Writer: Keenon Jackson, Michael Nguyen-Stevenson, Ricardo Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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