Feelin Me

[Chorus: Russell Lee] She's in love with a hustla She only messing with them suckas Looking so good, little tight jeans on and G-string on And I know that she be feeling me [Baby Beesh] She in love with a hustla, someone she could trust uh Someone she could get down with, cause she don't mess with suckas Sleep all day, and grind all night Living in the fast lane, the game's nothing polite So I'm laced up tight, cause I ain't into lagging She love to watch me in the mirror when I'm doing my stabbing And she ain't into punks, giving em bruises and bumps And she know I blow big, so she be twisting my blunts That's real talk, coming from a real hog on the block She love the playboy lifestyle, the knots and the rocks And even though sometime, it might seem strange She wouldn't trade it in, with none of she thangs [Chorus] (*ad-libs*) [Baby Beesh] Well now she might of caught my ass like once or twice But she'd rather stick with me, instead of rolling the dice Cause she know I'm official, so why take a chance And end up with a over jealous sucka romance Love to see me get the lapdance every now and then huh Never fuck around with her stripper girlfriends huh Now that's living like, who's the boss Yeah she liking the money, but she loving my sauce Even though she approached by them big time ballas She ain't having that cause ain't another like papa And her parents just don't understand What kind of man she in love with, but she don't give a damn [Chorus] (*ad-libs*) One day we gone get it together One day we gone keep it together - 4x [Chorus - 2x] (*ad-libs*)