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

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

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

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

What you see aint 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 this shit you
Im on the tryna get mine too
Just you

(Wait til they get a of me)
Where my brim? Where my Where my clothes?
Where my pointy toes? Where my
my blow? Where the dough? Where the club at?
Thats where the 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 book up
Where God? He in the heart
Play some spades, where my

What you see always what you get
let this 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 get mine too
like you

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

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

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