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    "Hustling" Lyrics


    [Girl Talking:]
    Hello to all my niggas and bitches
    Welcome to Digglers Wild World of Girls
    I'm sitting here with the Baddest Bitch (Thats Right)
    So Trina tell us a little something about yourself

    Hustla I'm the queen of this south shit
    Tight with a cute face that's what I'm bout bitch
    Sexy, specialize in fellatio
    All about my pesos
    Never was a fake hoe

    Shot shore throw throw the cock like a flame thrower
    In the mouth of a cock blower
    Just a diva
    Mack momma looking for them ends
    Traded in the Lex for a G-5 Benz
    Touring on the road getting stacks
    20 grand karats for the show no tax
    Bell-V is what I'm pourin on them hatas
    Blinding with the lock no imitaders
    Broke ass niggas getting on my nerves
    Get sliced, diced, chopped, and served
    Ask am I off the chain
    I won't lie
    But I don't want your man boo fuck that guy Uh

    [Girl Talking:]
    Oh OK Allright
    I see how y'all be getting down in the MIA

    But Trina what I really wanna know is
    how would you get with a nigga who live with a bitch

    Wait... for his bitch to live
    Ms. Trina gotta trick up her sleeve
    Open up the door I walk straight in the house
    Put your man down and put my cock in his mouth (Damn)
    I need a heavyweight like Georgy Foreman
    To work my ocean like the Long Shoreman
    I'm real successful
    I live off interests
    So get it right bitch I'm the Diamond Princess
    Banking and its all for the cause
    (Hey Trina would you suck a nigga dick)
    Bitch hell naw
    And fuck what a bitch tell yall
    Stay the fuck outta mine hoe and go get a job Ugh

    [Girl Talking:]
    Damn girl
    You wild as fuck
    But what I really wanna know is
    How you set a motherfucker up...

    See a nigga pumpin gas
    Don't look
    Get out your car slow drop your book
    Sell em' with your name and your freak out game
    And show a lil' shot of ass just to get in his brain
    Tell em what he wanna hear
    Calm and slow
    "You want this ass"
    Come on let's go
    Call my dawgs at the hotel
    Let em' know I'm coming
    Bring em' upstairs and leave the car running
    Get em' in the room don't be scared
    Go in broke come out with bread
    That's what a nigga get
    Playing with that cheese
    Fall for a freak and
    Watch ya get skeeze
    Out the door
    Real quick
    Then out come my dawgs with the K's and shit
    Thinking with your dick man that ain't nothing
    (Trina one more thing)
    Naw no more questions

    [Girl Talking:]
    See now that's what I'm talking 'bout
    We need more real motherfucking bitches representing real shit
    You heard it live from the baddest bitch
    Reporting live this is Ki Ki
    From Digglers Wild World of Girls
    This song was submitted on May 26th, 2008 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Mark Seymour, O'shea Jackson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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