J. Holiday - Be My Hustla lyrics

[Hook: 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 sh** 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 [Verse 1: Mims] 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 sh** 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 [Hook: 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 sh** 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! [Verse 2: Mims] Look I love the way she flips it She loves to cook it up No need to look around town, her sh** is good enough She takes me to, places I've never been She is my h**ne, get me high like h**n, love Forgive me for my sins I just keep giving in To what I call fatal love Caught up by the way of d** 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 [Hook: 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 sh** 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 [Verse 3: Mims] 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 [Hook: 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 sh** 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