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[Chorus - "Melbo" Smith & Goodie Mob]
What you see aint what you get
Dont let this shit you
We some black man hustlin to
Tryna get
What you see aint always you get
Dont let shit fool you
Im on the tryna get mine too
like you

[Big
Big Gipp understand this, of the A-list
Cocker Spaniel poker, girl stroker
You the first lady and Im the first chauffeur
Met you at a VIP sofa
You caught my eye, youre so fly, smile
Your dress and diamond chip choker
It feels good to know ya, sip mimosa
It might bring us closer if ya left me now
Hurts like I sir

What you see aint what you get
let this shit fool you
We some black man hustlin to
get through
What you see always what you get
Dont let this fool you
Im on the grind get mine too
like you

The one I want to make it like Im a big baller
Yes yallin, Boss
But you see aint always whatcha get
A man hustlin, grindin, findin
His way the darkness
of circumstances situations facin
Just like you I got to pay too
They can give a bout who I rap with
Whats crew been through?
Groupies, gold
Stop a I respect your gangsta

What you see aint what you get
Dont let shit fool you
We just some man hustlin to
Tryna get
What you see always what you get
Dont let this shit you
Im on the grind get mine too
Just you

(Wait til get a load of me)
Where my brim? Where my Where my clothes?
Where my pointy toes? my forty-four?
my blow? Where the dough? Where the club at?
Thats where the at, where the love at?
Where the Where the fruity?
Come here girl, let me out on you booty
Hey where the hook up? Time to up
Never put the good up
Where God? He in the heart
Play some spades, my cards?

What you see aint what you get
let this shit fool you
We just some black man to
get through
What you see aint always you get
Dont let this fool you
Im on the grind get mine too
like you

I pretty boy raps
But I love getting love in my lap, shootin big
is just a gamble
Like a double album of the fireplace mantle
Sexy women capture my (hey shorty)
But I dig fly
occupations, ladies that wear business suits
Independent like Beyonc, renowned like Janet
cause us all to pay attention
we see em on the TV
And we em on the radio waves
to the street, hustle cause I got to eat
Muscle my way through City
Pity the fool that my queens
Get it how she get it
Puttin on the table, DVD players with cable
Corinthian sofas, Persian rugs
Range Rovers, four leaf clovers that smell blueberry dosha

What you see aint always you get
Dont let this fool you
We some black man hustlin to
Tryna get
What you see always what you get
Dont let this fool you
Im on the grind tryna get too
like you

What you see always what you get
Dont let this shit you
We just some man hustlin to
get through
What you see aint always you get
Dont let shit fool you
Im on the grind get mine too
Just you