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I Love my man
Lord knows I do
He is the father of my kids
But lord I know he is taking a little bit of me away
I’m loosing my identity
Lost in this present reality
I’m so tired
Real tired of all this stuff
Something has to change
Something has to give
Man it’s almost six o’clock
I need to get up
Dame! I still got homework to do
I hate this job
I really do
Cleaning up buildings all day
It’s taking my strength away
Hustler get up
You got to take me to work today
In high school hustler was the man
All the girls wanted my man
I love my man
Lord known’s I do
But I know he has taken a part of me
He has taken the heart out of me
You see hustler want get a job
He does a little bit of this and a little bit of that
But mainly he sells weed and boot leg CD’S on the side
But I still got a man
I know hustler stays out all night
But I still got a man
Hustler please get up and take me to work today
AHH AIGHT, AHH AIGHT
You need to fix my breakfast before you go to work today
And Sharanda I took twenty dollars from your purse last night
Don’t Trip!
I got to handle my business
I got to buy me some bags for weed
So that I can go out here and stack my papers
Lord I’m so tired of this man
He took my peace
He took my joy
Second by second
Minute by minute
Inch by inch
Day by day
He is stripping my soul away
I got to graduate and get my nursing degree
Then I’m going take out my broom and sweep this man away
Lord please change Hustler or give me my broom
So I can get my life back again
Lord take this drama away
Lord please
Take this drama away