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