| She’s in love with a hustla
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| She only messing with them suckas
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| Looking so good, little tight jeans on and G-string on
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| And I know that she be feeling me
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| She in love with a hustla, someone she could trust uh
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| Someone she could get down with, cause she don’t mess with suckas
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| Sleep all day, and grind all night
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| Living in the fast lane, the game’s nothing polite
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| So I’m laced up tight, cause I ain’t into lagging
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| She love to watch me in the mirror when I’m doing my stabbing
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| And she ain’t into punks, giving em bruises and bumps
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| And she know I blow big, so she be twisting my blunts
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| That’s real talk, coming from a real hog on the block
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| She love the playboy lifestyle, the knots and the rocks
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| And even though sometime, it might seem strange
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| She wouldn’t trade it in, with none of she thangs
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| (*ad-libs*)
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| Well now she might of caught my ass like once or twice
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| But she’d rather stick with me, instead of rolling the dice
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| Cause she know I’m official, so why take a chance
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| And end up with a over jealous sucka romance
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| Love to see me get the lapdance every now and then huh
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| Never fuck around with her stripper girlfriends huh
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| Now that’s living like, who’s the boss
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| Yeah she liking the money, but she loving my sauce
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| Even though she approached by them big time ballas
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| She ain’t having that cause ain’t another like papa
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| And her parents just don’t understand
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| What kind of man she in love with, but she don’t give a damn
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| (*ad-libs*)
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| One day we gone get it together
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| One day we gone keep it together — 4x
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| (*ad-libs*) |