[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*)