Hustla

Let me tell you a story about this girl named Kelly

Okay now Kelly had a buzz in the city

Little bitty waist, big ass, big titties

Trick little money with her, she might let you hit it

'Cause by any means you know Kelly gon' get it

I forgot to mention to you Kelly was a dancer

Up and down the pole workin' tryin' to get her bands up

Her nigga was jealous so she had to give her mans up

Fuck niggas gettin' money became the anthem

'Cause she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla

One night Kelly met a nigga named Dre

Scammin' ass nigga every date was pay day

All he talked about was gettin' over and finessin'

How he had the plan to stop both they ass from stressin'

He wrote the anthem, was stack after stack

That niggas threw forty seven thou' to be exact

That's the most she ever made so it fucked the head up

He told her, Holler at me when you want to get your bread up

He knew she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla

She hit him up like, I'm tryin' to shine like you

That nigga said, Baby this is all you gotta do

You know that nigga fat Sam, the one that got all that paper

The one that beat the charge

When old girl she said he tried to rape her?

Well listen, me and you gon' pull a caper

You get him to the room I'll convince him to run that safe up

Kelly was hesitant she said, Dre you know I ain't no killer

He said, This easy money baby, I won't pull the trigger

I'm a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla

She couldn't pass on it, too in love with that cake

Although she seen every episode of first forty eight

She still approached Sam when he came into the club

Convinced him to go back to the room so they could fuck

No unlawful entry she gave Dre the other key

Dre ain't know that Sam was licensed to carry

Dre came in and pulled his weapon Sam pulled his too

All you heard was Kelly saying: Dre don't shoot!

Damn thought she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla

Head shot, Sam died instantly

But the shot he let off hit Dre and nicked an artery

Dre started to bleed out and begged Kelly for some help

But all Kelly could think about was tryin' to help herself

She hit herself against the wall made sure it made a bruise

And told Dre: I ain't goin' down for this it's me or you

She ran both them niggas pocket but not all used her head

She told the cops they killed each other, both them niggas dead

Damn she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla

Kelly told the cops Dre blew into a jealous rage

When he found her in the room about to fuck her new bae

Grabbed her by the head and slammed her up against the wall

Pulled a gun on Sam threatened him to end it all

Sam pulled his gun out and let off a shot

Dre shot back twice and she went into shock

The police cleared her name and she never got caught

She'll be settin' niggas up again, what the fuck you thought?

Damn shawty is a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla