Free Up J Hus

[Verse 1]
Your ex couldn't treat you proper
But he didn't know no better
That's why I stroke it better
'Cause ones man's trash is another man's treasure
We could've made all the monies together
But you can't mix up the business with pleasure
Mami, I'm a different fella
And I see the difference in her
Niggas travel distance for her
Hood princess, your body looking interesting
She standing still but her arse shaking
Mi never knew you could do dem tings
I just sit back and view dem tings, like, "Who taught you dem tings?"
Baby girl, you're talking my language
I mash up the ussna, leave it in a bandage
I mash up the ussna
Now she wanna make me a sandwich

[Chorus]
Mami, free up your ussna
Mami, whine up your bunda
I wanna get inna your ussna
While I grab up your bunda
I hit it up while you throw it back
There's nothing like teamwork
Mami, I put in mean work
Mami, go do your research
Mami free up the, free up
Mami, free up the, free up
Mami, free up the, free up
You need to free up the, free up