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You can be my hustla
I can be your fiend girl
You make me lean like a cup of codeine
Give me that good shit when I call you
Baby because I just can't face withdrawals
Be my hustla hustla hustla
Shorty won't you be my hustla hustla hustla


Look here I said shorty she know the game
She said she love to chase
I'm trying hard to bag her but she love to wait
Never half she rather give in wholes
Please pardon my French but she gives me good blow
In return I give her doe
When she see me give and go
Other dealers skimp me out
But for me she gives me more
Plus it's never stepped on cut up or chopped down
But to get get it is a risk I can't get locked down
Since the hits so good
I'm left feening for a fix
Heard she got some new shit
So I gotta move quick
She's like your dealing with a mind of a hustla
I'm like fine I'm your number one customer




Let's go
Look
I love the way she flips it
She loves to cook it up
No need to look around town her
Shit is good enough
She takes me to places I have never been
She is my heroine get me high like heroin
Lord forgive me for my sins
I just keep giving in
To what I call fatal love
Caught up by the Way of drugs
But some don't get it
it's so addictive
This relationship so vindictive
First I love it
Then I hate it when it's gone can't settle for no dirt
I need it in it's purest form to perform
I'm searching for my hustla
And in return shorty I can be your costumer




I might not be able to handle this
Look
I can't let this addiction get the best of me
Physically she's taking me to ecstasy
My highest point is taking away every breath
To the point of no return to there ain't nothing left
What's next twelve steps since the bond we had
Provide me with the proof that I belong in rehab
Cold sweats night and day I just can't relax
Breath in breath out relapse