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

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

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

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

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

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

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 this shit you
Im on the grind get mine too
like you

I hate pretty boy
But I love love in my lap, shootin big craps
is just a gamble
Like a double platinum album of the fireplace
Sexy capture my attention (hey shorty)
But I dig fly
Solid occupations, ladies that wear suits
Independent Beyonc, world renowned like Janet
cause us all to pay attention
we see em on the TV
And we hear em on the waves
Slave to the street, cause I got to eat
Muscle my way through City
the fool that disrespect my queens
Get it how she get it
Puttin food on the table, DVD with cable
leather sofas, Persian rugs
Range Rovers, leaf clovers that smell like blueberry dosha

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

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