| Hustla Gangsta (Dolla, Scrapp Deleon, Streets) [Hook:] My Niggas a hustla Don't fuck with no bustas Always keep a gat tuck Case they wanna act tough My bitch is a gangsta Don't fuck with no wankstas Pistol on the ankle And she like that day job [Verse 1: Dolla] My bitch is a gangsta, she stuff it in her 'gaina And she hoped on dough too with funky marijuana I Love my baby mama, my cutie pie my sugar plum Plus she got that bomb shit, that wet wet that bubble gum She don't like no bubble guts you niggas be too timit She like a nigga with it, shawty with the business Shes into the fitness, I don't mean no booth guy Shoot the glock 40 and the chopper just for exercise Got you niggas petrified my pistol make you electroslide Leave you in the child hard like you one of the Jackson 5 We just went half on the pie, we might go half on the baby We gone ride till I die, she keep me sane when I'm crazy... DOLLA [Hook:] My Niggas a hustla Don't fuck with no bustas Always keep a gat tuck Case they wanna act tough My bitch is a gangsta Don't fuck with no wankstas Pistol on the ankle And she like that day job [Verse 2: Scrapp Deleon] I'm a hustla, she ain't lyin Heard ya'll mothafuckas y'all just the client Y'all buyin what I'm supplyin Y'all ride whie I'm flyin I'm into the shit she can't help but go get a bitch like me Ain't no question with a bitch like me, I'm something like a gram you something like a Key Deleon, tell her to love me and leave me lone All this shit just ain't her own Make her feel she right at home, where she belong Match made in heaven we together like 7-11 I Don't ever wanna leave her, she tote more heat than a fever And thats so sexy! The way she throw it back It's so sexy! The way she tote the gat It's so sexy! Down for the drama she remind me of my mama Told her deuce deuce to her koop koop My diamonds color of fruit loops That's what she deserve Imma hold her down thats my word [Hook:] My Niggas a hustla Don't fuck with no bustas Always keep a gat tuck Case they wanna act tough My bitch is a gangsta Don't fuck with no wankstas Pistol on the ankle And she like that day job [Verse 3: Streets] My girl is a hustla, Never fuck with bustas Only fuck with gangstas she hustlin you bustas Tryna get her money right, only fuck with the gutta type Flow on the these when I'm on the dice She on the dice, bet 100 you crap, bet 100 she wins Bet a 100 she clap bet a 100 she in So fly, no lie she a mothafuckin killer She the realest I love that bitch She a mothafuckin hustla I love that shit And I love the way she push the line all the time No, I love the way she love the grind all the time She on my mind, right with that money She a hoggin the streets But in the sheets she love me to taste her honey She nasty, but so classy Guaranteed to rush any bitch that looks at me |