Kash Doll - Hustla lyrics

Let me tell you a story about this girl named Kelly Okay now Kelly had a buzz in the city Little bitty waist, big a**, 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 n***a was jealous so she had to give her mans up "f** n***as gettin' money" became the anthem 'Cause she was a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla One night Kelly met a n***a named Dre Scammin' a** n***a every date was pay day All he talked about was gettin' over and finessin' How he had the plan to stop both they a** from stressin' He wrote the anthem, was stack after stack That n***as threw forty seven thou' to be exact That's the most she ever made so it f**ed 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 n***a said, "Baby this is all you gotta do" "You know that n***a fat Sam, the one that got all that paper" "The one that beat the charge when old girl she said he tried to rap 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 k**er" 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 pa** 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 f** 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 to All you heard was Kelly sayin' "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 n***as pocket but not all used her head She told the cops they k**ed each other, both them n***as 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 f** 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' n***as up again, what the f** you thought? Damn shawty is a, hustla, hustla, she was a, hustla, hustla