Top Songs By J Hus
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
J Hus
Performer
Baseman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Momodou Jallow
Composer
Jonathan Mensah
Composer
Alan Bryant
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JAE5
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's nothing I love more than a girl that's on her money
[Verse 2]
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustler, baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
[Verse 3]
Shawty inda bando
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
[Verse 4]
Told my old girl, I'ma be a star
But she never listened
Now she burnin', 'cause I'm on the television
J Hus, talk of the city
Now I can't look at her twice
Wait, look at her thighs
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 inda bando, just like me
Grind hard, Hus be a fly guy
My new grub with my plugs, doing guy-guy
Pick up your ras clart phone (Phone)
What type of fuckery?
I stepped out the smart car
Old shape huaraches on
Smellin' like the dankest piff
Shoutout my yardi don
J Hus, boogie dance, when I get my party on
Ay yo, my yute , where you get your Carti from?
[Verse 5]
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustler baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
[Verse 6]
Shawty inda bando
If you knew what we do for the money (What you do for the money?)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
[Verse 7]
Lard, they don't wanna grind, I put tine on my wrist
I can't even tell the time, I need cream
They men can't trust, I'ma move like Rico for this bitch
'Cause I got my shawty inda bando, shawty inda bando
She wanna ride with this ****, call me Django
I told her if we stopped by the feds
Girl, you better plug a few between your legs (Oh, yeah)
And show some respect
She said she's on my team, even got a gold tooth like me
Wanna be my wifey
I called Hus, and we're killin' dem (Killin' dem)
Brown skin, sick weave, hair Brazilian
Trap queen and she's all mine (All mine)
But fuck with her, she go whole night (The whole night)
On the strip for the whole night (Oh, Lord)
But when that bitch gimme uckie
I tell her, "Don't bite"
[Verse 8]
No way
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustler, baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
[Verse 9]
Shawty inda bando
If you knew what we do for the money (For the money)
She wanna grind with me, grind with me (Oh, yeah)
[Verse 10]
Hustler, baby
Hustler, baby
Shawty inda bando
Written by: Alan Bryant, Jonathan Mensah, Momodou Jallow