Thing For You Songtext

Hustla baby
Ah-ah-ah
Oooohhhhh my
Ah-ah-ah
Where do I begin? I don't wanna sin
Small girl, you don't know the ting
If she ain't naughty, I don't want none
Good girls ain't no fun

I'm on the dance floor, doing my own dance
Trust another man's girl- no chance
I see everything crystal clear
That's why I brought my [censored] here
Ah-ah-ah
I'm the talk of the town
Her batty looking mad when she walking around
Approach her, woolly hat lean to the side
Toking a zeggae, lean and I'm fine
Yo, the girls dem on man, I never been a peng ting
Niggas wanna beg friend, that's not my bredrin, nah (no way)
They clock my face when I step in
Uh, they clock my face when I step in

You're not mine (hustla baby)
But you're just my type
And I know just what you like (Oooohhhhh my)
I ain't got a ring for you, but you know I got a thing for you
If she ain't naughty, I don't want none
Good girls ain't no fun

Now every riddim that me touch come like a banger
She said she feel the ting, yeah, the ting get me madder
You already know the name Mister A. Baba
Got me looking for a bad B that me can dog-ah
So no rings and [?]
[?], yeah
Me say, no time for fooling
Straight up I'm schooling
This bad B I'm choosing, yeah
Now you already know say me a OG
Merking the beef on the days [?]
Hella girls on my case [?]
And when I drop that green light, yeah hella brodies
[J Hus]
You know they see you know they see
Are you dumb, are you stupid, what d'you mean?
You know they see you know they see
Are you dumb, I go make you deceased

You're not mine (hustla baby)
But you're just my type
And I know just what you like (Oooohhhhh my)
I ain't got a ring for you, but you know I got a thing for you
If she ain't naughty, I don't want none
Good girls ain't no fun
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