fine, sexy gorgeous, young tender I wanna bend her and hit her off of Norm's List You know why cus [Chorus] [Husalah Talking] [Verse 3: Husalah Singing] There's
art of the crack deal Is what I mastered in my young days of huslin mane Fucking bitches, stomping snitches, plotting riches Burning rubber, cooking work That was like Mob Figaz's
a dark thought with my eyes shut It's the drugs for them but it's the vibes that I feel when I slide up [Chorus:] A yo the Husalah shines on the steet