Two Type of Bitches (feat. Dizzee Rascal & Pimpin' Ken)

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 The mack is back and he's sittin' on chrome With a piece of chain or Herringbone or 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, find me a hoe stroll Leave that bitch dry and head to another state 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 'Cause 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 can'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 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 can't You got bitches that know they are and bitches know that they ain't No down bitch Bitches not flexin' ain't much good I should and I would keep clear if I could But when I do, I just can't get away 'Cause I gotta fuck all day every day That leaves me vulnerable for real All these chicken heads 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 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 can't You got bitches that know they are and bitches know that they ain't No down bitch (Talking)