[Verse 1: Skatterman]
I know I told you I was on my way, baby I'm tryin'
I didn't intend to hurt ya, lil' mama quit cryin'
Made promise after promise 'bout us spending more time
But now it's painfully obvious that I was just lyin'
And you be made at me, tellin' your friends that you ain't fuckin' with me
Truth hurts, and the truth is you can't do nothin' with me
You make plans, and make dates, but I always break 'em
Your family's havin' barbecues, and I can't ever make 'em
You buy me gifts every month, but I don't ever take 'em
Friends try to trail me through the club, but I always shake 'em
You say you hate my ghetto ways, 'cause I'm from the streets
I got you cookin' up a meal, that I don't come to eat
Now I'm talkin' 'bout comin' to rip your thong off
10 minutes later, you call me, I turn my phone off
My life's messy, plus you think I stick my dick in anything sexy
That's why my last bitch left me, I'm a...

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko & (Skatterman)]
Heartbreaker (heartbreaker)
Bread maker (bread maker)
I'm a hustler (I'm a hustler, baby) I'm from the street, I'm a
Go-getter (go-getter)
Gorilla (gorilla)
Go figure, that's the way that I'mma be, I'm a
Heartbreaker (heartbreaker)
Bread maker (bread maker)
I'm a hustler (I'm a hustler, baby) I'm from the street and I'm a
Go-getter (go-getter)
Gorilla (gorilla)
Go figure, that's the way that I'mma be mama
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