Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hustla, artist - Kash Doll.
Date of issue: 15.04.2019
Song language: English
Hustla |
Okay now Kelly had a buzz in the city |
Little bitty waist, big ass, big titties |
Trick little money with her, she might let you hit it |
'Cause by any means you know Kelly gon' get it |
I forgot to mention to you Kelly was a dancer |
Up and down the pole workin' tryin' to get her bands up |
Her nigga was jealous so she had to give her mans up |
Fuck niggas gettin' money became the anthem |
'Cause she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla |
One night Kelly met a nigga named Dre |
Scammin' ass nigga every date was pay day |
All he talked about was gettin' over and finessin' |
How he had the plan to stop both they ass from stressin' |
He wrote the anthem, was stack after stack |
That niggas threw forty seven thou' to be exact |
That’s the most she ever made so it fucked the head up |
He told her, Holler at me when you want to get your bread up |
He knew she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla |
She hit him up like, I’m tryin' to shine like you |
That nigga said, Baby this is all you gotta do |
You know that nigga fat Sam, the one that got all that paper |
The one that beat the charge |
When old girl she said he tried to rape her? |
Well listen, me and you gon' pull a caper |
You get him to the room I’ll convince him to run that safe up |
Kelly was hesitant she said, Dre you know I ain’t no killer |
He said, This easy money baby, I won’t pull the trigger |
I’m a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla |
She couldn’t pass on it, too in love with that cake |
Although she seen every episode of first forty eight |
She still approached Sam when he came into the club |
Convinced him to go back to the room so they could fuck |
No unlawful entry she gave Dre the other key |
Dre ain’t know that Sam was licensed to carry |
Dre came in and pulled his weapon Sam pulled his too |
All you heard was Kelly saying: Dre don’t shoot! |
Damn thought she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla |
Head shot, Sam died instantly |
But the shot he let off hit Dre and nicked an artery |
Dre started to bleed out and begged Kelly for some help |
But all Kelly could think about was tryin' to help herself |
She hit herself against the wall made sure it made a bruise |
And told Dre: I ain’t goin' down for this it’s me or you |
She ran both them niggas pocket but not all used her head |
She told the cops they killed each other, both them niggas dead |
Damn she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla |
Kelly told the cops Dre blew into a jealous rage |
When he found her in the room about to fuck her new bae |
Grabbed her by the head and slammed her up against the wall |
Pulled a gun on Sam threatened him to end it all |
Sam pulled his gun out and let off a shot |
Dre shot back twice and she went into shock |
The police cleared her name and she never got caught |
She’ll be settin' niggas up again, what the fuck you thought? |
Damn shawty is a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla |