Naked Hussle

See the bitches I done ran through
They all want credit
See the bitches I done ran through
They all want debit
Plus they want cash
Plus they want Ass
Plus they want tight tits
With a tight waist with no flats
Plus they want long hair
Plus they want the digits
Plus they want the debit
Swipe it up frigid
Now a nigga heart cold heart froze nigga heart swole
Now I'm spitting that ice cold stick your vein with needle blow
Heroine off on the table I got a girl call her Caine
I swerve her off on the tape
Take
Blonde hair and she bald she assassin killing niggas she flipping tricks
For the quarter keys she got the flips

Riding
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Sirens
Going 180 (Riding 80)
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Never mind me I'm talking bout my Baby
Yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah yeah I do
What you talk bout
What you sip on
Yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah yeah I do

She pop them Xanax bars she loves to go to bars
She love to find them girls
She love to find them tricks (That Naked Hussle Baby)
To take em to they whip she drives em out straight to a ditch
She pop pop pop then takes his shit
Then takes his cash
And take his debit
And take his credit
They just want credit
For all they do
Man fuck that shit
I want credit too
I'm reliable

Yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah yeah I do
Yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah I do
I support that Naked Hussle Baby
Yeah yeah I do

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I support that Naked Hussle Baby
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I support that Naked Hussle Baby
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I support that Naked Hussle Baby
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Credits
Writer(s): Malik Rowe
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