J Hus, Baseman - Shawty Inda Bando lyrics
[J Hus, Baseman - Shawty Inda Bando lyrics]
(JOAT) there's nothing I love more than a
Girl that's on her money
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na shawty inda bando (Ah ah ah)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na
Told my old girl I'mma be a
Star but she never listened (Nah)
Now she's burning 'cause I'm
On the television j Hus, talk of the City
No, I can't look at her twice
Wait, look at her thighs (Oh, my)
Nah, my new girl badder
Plus she's a Hus like me, Hus like me
Ain't no man that she trust like me
And she be in the bando just like me
Grind hard, Hus be a fly guy
My new grub with my plug's doing guy-guy
Pick up your rasclart phone
What type of fuckery?
I stepped out the smart car
Old shape Huaraches on
Smelling like the dankest piff
Shoutout my Yardie don (Bomboclart)
J Hus boogie dance, when I get my party on
Ay yo, my yute
Where you get your carti from?
(Ay, gimmie that, gimmie that)
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na (Tell 'em again)
Shawty inda bando (Ah ah ah)
If you knew what we do for the money
(What you do for the money?)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
(Oh, my) na na na, na na
Lord, they don't wanna grind
I put tine on my wrist
I can't even tell the time, I need cream
Them man can't trust me
I'mma move like Reeko for this squeeze
(Oh, lord) cuz I got my shawty inda bando
(Shawty inda bando)
She want ride with this nigga call me Django
I told her if you get stopped by the feds
Girl, you better plug the
Food between your legs (Hold that)
And show some respect (Uh)
She said she's on my team
Even got a gold tooth like me
Wan' be my wifey
I told Hus "Fam, we're killing them"
(Killing them)
Brown skin, sick weave, hair Brazilian (Woo)
Trap queen and she's all mine (All mine)
But fuck with her, she gon' hold nine
(She gon' hold nine)
On the strip for the whole night (Oh, Lord)
But when that bitch gimme 'uckie
I tell her don't bite (No way)
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money (Woo)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na (yeah)
Shawty inda bando (Ah ah ah)
If you knew what we do for the money
(For the money)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
(Oh, Lord) na na na, na na
Na na na, na na (JOAT) hustala Baby
Hustala Baby ahh, ahh ah
Shawty inda bando (JOAT)
Girl that's on her money
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na shawty inda bando (Ah ah ah)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na
Told my old girl I'mma be a
Star but she never listened (Nah)
Now she's burning 'cause I'm
On the television j Hus, talk of the City
No, I can't look at her twice
Wait, look at her thighs (Oh, my)
Nah, my new girl badder
Plus she's a Hus like me, Hus like me
Ain't no man that she trust like me
And she be in the bando just like me
Grind hard, Hus be a fly guy
My new grub with my plug's doing guy-guy
Pick up your rasclart phone
What type of fuckery?
I stepped out the smart car
Old shape Huaraches on
Smelling like the dankest piff
Shoutout my Yardie don (Bomboclart)
J Hus boogie dance, when I get my party on
Ay yo, my yute
Where you get your carti from?
(Ay, gimmie that, gimmie that)
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na (Tell 'em again)
Shawty inda bando (Ah ah ah)
If you knew what we do for the money
(What you do for the money?)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
(Oh, my) na na na, na na
Lord, they don't wanna grind
I put tine on my wrist
I can't even tell the time, I need cream
Them man can't trust me
I'mma move like Reeko for this squeeze
(Oh, lord) cuz I got my shawty inda bando
(Shawty inda bando)
She want ride with this nigga call me Django
I told her if you get stopped by the feds
Girl, you better plug the
Food between your legs (Hold that)
And show some respect (Uh)
She said she's on my team
Even got a gold tooth like me
Wan' be my wifey
I told Hus "Fam, we're killing them"
(Killing them)
Brown skin, sick weave, hair Brazilian (Woo)
Trap queen and she's all mine (All mine)
But fuck with her, she gon' hold nine
(She gon' hold nine)
On the strip for the whole night (Oh, Lord)
But when that bitch gimme 'uckie
I tell her don't bite (No way)
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money (Woo)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na na na, na na (yeah)
Shawty inda bando (Ah ah ah)
If you knew what we do for the money
(For the money)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
(Oh, Lord) na na na, na na
Na na na, na na (JOAT) hustala Baby
Hustala Baby ahh, ahh ah
Shawty inda bando (JOAT)