[Chorus: Russell Lee]
   She's in love with a hustla
   She only messing with them suckas
   Looking so good, little tight jeans on and G-string on
   And I know that she be feeling me
  
   [Baby Beesh]
   She in love with a hustla, someone she could trust uh
   Someone she could get down with, cause she don't mess with suckas
   Sleep all day, and grind all night
   Living in the fast lane, the game's nothing polite
   So I'm laced up tight, cause I ain't into lagging
   She love to watch me in the mirror when I'm doing my stabbing
   And she ain't into punks, giving em bruises and bumps
   And she know I blow big, so she be twisting my blunts
   That's real talk, coming from a real hog on the block
   She love the playboy lifestyle, the knots and the rocks
   And even though sometime, it might seem strange
   She wouldn't trade it in, with none of she thangs
  
   [Chorus]
   (*ad-libs*)
  
   [Baby Beesh]
   Well now she might of caught my ass like once or twice
   But she'd rather stick with me, instead of rolling the dice
   Cause she know I'm official, so why take a chance
   And end up with a over jealous sucka romance
   Love to see me get the lapdance every now and then huh
   Never fuck around with her stripper girlfriends huh
   Now that's living like, who's the boss
   Yeah she liking the money, but she loving my sauce
   Even though she approached by them big time ballas
   She ain't having that cause ain't another like papa
   And her parents just don't understand
   What kind of man she in love with, but she don't give a damn
  
   [Chorus]
   (*ad-libs*)
  
   One day we gone get it together
   One day we gone keep it together - 4x
  
   [Chorus - 2x]
   (*ad-libs*)