Shawty Inda Bando

Album cover art for "Shawty Inda Bando" by J Hus & Baseman

J Hus & Baseman - Rap, Trap

Shawty Inda Bando

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[Intro: J Hus] (JOAT) There's nothing I love more than a girl that's on her money [Chorus: J Hus] Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby) If you knew what we do for the money She wanna grind with me, grind with me Na-na-na, na na Shawty inda bando (Ah-ah-ah) If you knew what we do for the money She wanna grind with me, grind with me Na-na-na, na na [Verse 1: J Hus] Told my old girl I'mma be a star but she never listened (Nah) Now she's burning 'cause I'm on the television J Hus, talk of the City No, I can't look at her twice Wait, look at her thighs (Oh, my) Nah, my new girl badder Plus she's a Hus like me, Hus like me Ain't no man that she trust like me And she be in the bando just like me Grind hard, Hus be a fly guy My new grub with my plug's doing guy-guy Pick up your rasclart phone What type of fuckery? I stepped out the smart car Old shape Huaraches on Smelling like the dankest piff Shoutout my Yardie don (Bomboclart) J Hus boogie dance, when I get my party on Ay yo, my yute, where you get your carti from? (Ay, gimmie that, gimmie that) [Chorus: J Hus] Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby) If you knew what we do for the money She wanna grind with me, grind with me Na-na-na, na na (Tell 'em again) Shawty inda bando (Ah-ah-ah) If you knew what we do for the money (What you do for the money?) She wanna grind with me, grind with me (Oh, my) Na-na-na, na na [Verse 2: Baseman & J Hus] Lord, they don't wanna grind I put tine on my wrist I can't even tell the time, I need cream Them man can't trust me I'mma move like Reeko for this squeeze (Oh, lord) Cuz I got my shawty inda bando (Shawty inda bando) She want ride with this nigga call me Django I told her if you get stopped by the feds Girl, you better plug the food between your legs (Hold that) And show some respect (Uh) She said she's on my team Even got a gold tooth like me, wan' be my wifey I told Hus "Fam, we're killing them" (Killing them) Brown skin, sick weave, hair Brazilian (Woo) Trap queen and she's all mine (All mine) But fuck with her, she gon' hold nine (She gon' hold nine) On the strip for the whole night (Oh, Lord) But when that bitch gimme 'uckie I tell her don't bite (No way) [Chorus: J Hus, Baseman & Both] Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby) If you knew what we do for the money (Woo) She wanna grind with me, grind with me Na-na-na, na na (Yeah) Shawty inda bando (Ah-ah-ah) If you knew what we do for the money (For the money) She wanna grind with me, grind with me (Oh, Lord) Na-na-na, na na [Outro: J Hus & Baseman] Na-na-na, na na (JOAT) Hustala Baby Hustala Baby Ahh, ahh ah Shawty inda bando (JOAT)

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Credits

Writers
  • Baseman
  • J Hus