What you got to lose? I can take the abuse
Come on and give it to me girl I'm just being used
You're leaving me with nothin 'cept these broken dreams
And a big old broken promise on an answering machine
I've been dragging out this thing now for way too long
Thinking everybody's gonna do me wrong
I hear you mouthing, shouting, fussing, cussing, well
Now everybody knows that its a hustle yeah

I smelt your perfume up in his bedroom baby
Don't think you're gonna pass the blame
You must not've talked to your best friend lately
Two can play that game
It's a hustle, it's a hustle

Everyone can see what you're doing to me
That's why no one ever takes you seriously
You think you got me under, only time will tell
But everybody knows that it's a hustle yeah

I smelt your perfume up in his bedroom baby
Don't think you're gonna pass the blame
You must not've talked to your best friend lately
Two can play that game
It's a hustle, it's a hustle

What've you got to lose? I can take the abuse
Come on and give it to me girl I'm just being used
You're leaving me with nothin 'cept these broken dreams
And a big old broken promise on an answering machine
You've got no soul in your bed of lie
You think you're so fine baby what a surprise
You've got no chance now the hustle's on
You think you're alright but you've gone all wrong

I smelt your perfume up in his bedroom baby
Don't think you're gonna pass the blame
You must not've talked to your best friend lately
Two can play that game
It's a hustle, it's a hustle