Bambi Bambi Look
the epitome of black essence
look at this sister's walk
her sway, her skin, her presence
brown sugar
sweet cream honey love
Queen hustler
true black ebony dove
she stepped to me at Subway
she asks "can you do my hair"?
inside I'm screaming hell yeah
Queen Hustler can sit in my chair
She comes in every Saturday
selling pocketbooks and earrings
has all of her goods on display
but still the epitome of a queen
then I respond
I don't give any discounts
she smiles and comes back
it must be tough coming up short
on top of being black
so I drop
sister divine
my time is the dime
and I'm mean no disrespect
but the only thing coming up short
will be the naps on the back of your neck
she laughs "to-shay"
says she'll see me at ten on Saturday
turns and sashays away
ooh wee
I'm messed up
this kind of sister is serious
confident with no baggage
not desperate or delirious
Queen Hustlers program
is solid and smooth
just on looks alone
she could have any brother she choose
Saturday morning bright and early
Queen Hustler hits the door
she sashays by softly and silky
i know not what's in store
she reaches over and strokes my hand
while I'm working on someone's hair
then takes a seat next to me
in the empty styling chair
poised and erotic
she asked "are you ready for me"?
i say if you give me a minute
so i can finish my new lady
she said "a minute is all it takes"?
i step to her and say
when you come here
leave your problems at home
why keep talking about a minute man
when you just left one all alone.
then i say stop
let's not start off the wrong way
then she said you're right
here's my number at my house
you can do my hair tonight
and she turns and sashays away
ooo wee!
brown sugar
sweet cream honey love
queen hustler
true black ebony dove
her sway, her skin, her presence
the epitome of black essence
call her sister serious
not desperate or delirious
program solid and smooth
she could have any brother she choose
