Be My Hustla (Feat. J. Holiday) - Mims, J Holiday

You could be my hustla

I could be your fiend

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

MIMS!

(heh heh) look here

I said

Shorty she know the game

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

When she see me give n go

Other dealers give me out

But for me she gives me mo'

Cause its never stepped or cut up or chopped down

But to get it is a risk

I can’t get locked down

Since the hit so good, I’m left fiending for a fix

Heard she got some new shit

So I gotta move quick

She’s like

You’re dealing with a mind of a hustla

I’m like

Fine I’m your #1 customer

You could be my hustla

I could be your fiend

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

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’ve never been

She is my heroine, get me high like heroin, love

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 its purest form

To perform

I’m searching for my hustla

And in return

Shawty I can be your customer

You could be my hustla

I could be your fiend

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

Look

I can’t let this addiction get the best of me (oh no)

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

What’s next?

12 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

Relax

You could be my hustla

I could be your fiend

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