When I hustle, baby, I be thinking of you I'm always on the grind, don't spend a lot of time Like we used to do And now be out in these streets 'cuz, baby, we got to eat And you know that's the truth No matter my hustle, I'm coming home to you Shawty, I'm coming home to you Yeah, I'ma hustler but, baby girl, I wanna fuck with you You the type to make a thug nigga turn lub a dub Mami, let me tell you, I ain't nothing like these other scrubs This H U E Y, cowboy, he fly I got money to the hiz-eye, thats why I fly geez eye If any brother could tell you, he do you better, he lie No, I ain't Nelly but could make you holler e eye When we F U C K I N G in the treetop Bet you will feel special then ever when we ride Count you a summer wardrobe come spring time The more that we around gratify me love you But you should now there's one main thing, you're next When I hustle, baby, I be thinking of you I'm always on the grind, don't spend a lot of time like we used to do And now be out in these streets 'cuz, baby, we got to eat And you know that's the truth No matter my hustle, I'm coming home to you Shawty, I'm coming home to you Baby girl, you be my queen The only thing that make a thug smile in his dreams And make me feel that I ain't as thug as I seem When we make love, have me weak at the knees The only female that could do what she please But say it ain't tricking when I'm giving her G's Car weather I'm hurt or safe in the streets I'll tell you, "Mami, don't worry I'm safe with the heat" Now, come a little closer, move your waist to the beat In the winter on the carpet for heat when you sleep There's no other couple that's fucking with we The more I'm around gratify me to love you There's one thing to know, we're next When I hustle, baby, I be thinking of you I'm always on the grind don't spend a lot of time like we used to do And now be out in these streets 'cuz, baby, we got to eat And you know that's the truth No matter my hustle, I'm coming home to you Shawty, I'm coming home to you I've been all around the world before But I know you're the one for me, just stay good you'll see I don't wanna have to run these streets no more But for now, girl, let's ride or die, [Incomprehensible] I'ma get you right And when I hustle, baby, I be thinking of you I'm always on the grind, don't spend a lot of time like we used to do And now be out in the streets 'cuz, baby, we got to eat And you know that's the truth No matter my hustle, I'm coming home to you Shawty, I'm coming home to you © GOLDIE'S PLAYHOUSE PUBLISHING; NOONTIME TUNES; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; BUBBA GEE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com