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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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[Baby Beesh] |
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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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[Chorus] |
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[Baby Beesh] |
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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 **** 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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[Chorus] |
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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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[Chorus - 2x] |
