Girl you make me lean like a cup of codeine
Give me that good shit when I call you
Baby cause I just can't face withdrawals
Be my hustla, hustla, hustla,
Shawty won't you be my hustla, hustla, hustla
She said she love the chase
Im trying hard to bag her, but she love the wait
Never half, she rather give in wholes
Please part'on my French, but she give me good blow
In return I give her dough
Other dealers give me out,
But for me she gives me mo'
Cause its never stepped or cut up or chopped down
Since the hit so good, I'm left fieding for a fix
Heard she got some new shit
You're dealing with a mind of a hustla
Fine I'm your #1 customer
I love the way she flips it
No need to look around town, her shit is good enough
She takes me to, places I've never been
She is my heroine, get me high like heroin, love
To what I call fatal love
Caught up by the way of drugs
This relationship, so vindictive
First I love it, then I hate it when it's gone
I'm searching for my hustla,
Shawty I can be your customer
I can't let this addiction get the best of me (oh noo)
Physically, she's taking me to ecstasy
My highest point is taking away every breath
To the point of no return
Til' there ain't nothing left
Provide me with the proof that I belong in rehab