Chorus
I  was  gettin  some  head
Gettin  gettin  some  head
I  was  gettin  some  head
Gettin  gettin  some  head
I  was  gettin  some  head
Gettin  gettin  some  head
I  was  wit  the  kinda  girl  dat  make  yo  toes  curl
I  was  gettin  some  head （DTP  hustle）
Gettin  gettin  some  head （DTP  hustle）
I  was  gettin  some  head （DTP  hustle）
Gettin  gettin  some  head （DTP  hustle）
I  was  gettin  some  head （DTP  hustle）
Gettin  gettin  some  head （DTP  hustle）
I  was  wit  the  kinda  girl  dat  make  yo  toes  curl
You  know  u  nigga  want  a  bitch  like  me
Diamond  wit  the  white  beader  rockin  nikes
Niggas  in  the  hood  wanna  call  her  wifey
If  u  got  a  pretty  dolla  then  i  probly  might  be
U  niggas  popin  collars  y  yo  bitches  pop  ps
Im  gon  do  this  for  my  riders  that  get  down  and  pop  e
Think  u  can  pop  me  man  u  need  to  stop  please
See  me  flyin  throu  yo  hood  in  a  drop  top  v
Im  in  the  pop  top  three
And  ma  pops  got  gs
Say  the  watch  got  chilly
And  the  rocks  got  freeze
And  u  broads  ack  silly
Tryna  jack  my  steam
U  slipin  and  im  pimpin  and  yo  boy  chose  me
And  now  he  hollin  hey  lil  mama  can  u  give  me  a  sip
Tryna  lick  somethin  somethin  bout  as  big  a  yo  leg
Dis  nigga  yawn  while  he  talkin  so  i  knew  he  was  red
And  bout  six  in  the  mornin  he  forgot  wat  he  said  and  i  was
Chorus
U  know  i  keep  like 45woofers  in  the  trunk
And  i  turn  it  to  the  max  so  u  can  feel  it  when  it  bump
When  u  go  to  DTP  we  give  the  people  what  they  want
And  when  i  come  to  hustle  man  u  know  we  aint  no  punk
And  you  catch  me  in  the  town  we  blowin  dro  and  gettin  drunk
And  when  we  hit  the  party  man  u  know  we  keep  it  crunk
Yo  nigga  actin  tuff  he  on  the  flo  and  gettin  stomped
Dont  act  like  u  aint  know  now  tell  yo  hoe  to  pass  the  blunt
You  bitches  wanna  be  me  cause  u  know  that  im  the  shit
You  se  me  on  the  tv  cause  i  roll  wit  ludacris
Dont  hate  shawnna  baby  just  be  mad  at  who  u  wit （who  u  wit）
I  keep  a  couple  handles  so  u  know  im  to  legit （to  legit）
Just  so  u  understand  it  so  u  know  im  bout  that  bread （im  bout  that  bread）
And  dont  you  try  to  play  me  for  no  joke  about  my  cash （about  my  cash）
Before  i  get  the  tip  i  get  the  heat  up  out  the  stash （up  out  the  stash）
I  hit  em  on  the  lo  and  shawty  this  is  wat  he  said （wat  he  said）