Two Type Of Bitches

Well it's big Bun Beeda I built the track

With girls with tens and the xxxxxxx 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, xxxx 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 xxxxx 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

[Chorus: Bun B]

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

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

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

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

No down bitch

[Pimp C:]

Some girls suck, some don't dare

Some girls xxxxx some don't care

I like the girl with the xxxxx hair

My partner Mike Mo like the xxxxx 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

[Chorus]

[Dizzee Rascal:]

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 xxxx 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 xxxx to say

[Chorus]

[LOOOONG Outro of Pimpin' Ken ad libs]