Tonalité : B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
G Mix (I do it)
Hustle, hustle,
hustle (yeah)
Hustle, hustle, hustle (G- Mix)
This the remix
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Verse 2
Bm
Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it),
each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
B
Times are getting hard (hard)
Bm
Guess what I'ma do (what's
that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
hard (okay) (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed
on this boulevard
Verse 3
Bm
Okay, I'm booked out until August
Show money deposits
See the shit then I cop it
Got but a house note in my pocket
I'm on South Beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass soft
Something outta that catalog
She introduced to that lock jaw
B
And I think her name was Lisa
Verse 4
Bm
B
Bm
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
B
And I'm all about them Franklins
Bm
B
Bm
Ain't talkin' Aretha
Bitch my league too major
I'm hip hop Derek Jeter
B
And I'm still feeling my pockets
Verse 5
Bm
Big bass and it's knocking
Yeah, this be that remix
But still ride around with that rocket
Nigga walking back to my household
"We The Best" be that logo
Hundred grand for that neck glow
All about the dinero
Nigga flow so retarded
We be getting gnarly
Oh, Kimosabe, it be me, Ross,
Weezy party 'cause it's the
Verse 6
Bm
Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it),
each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Closed mouths don't get fed
on this boulevard
Verse 7
Bm
24's on my Beemer (woo)
B
You never know when I slide up
Bm
19 in my nina (woo), red
dot when I ride up
Hundred deep in that K.O.D
G
Bm
King of Diamonds that's me nigga
No, you bitches can't hit my beat
Choppers only thing free nigga
B
Step to me and I teach you
Verse 8
Bm
Somebody text his preacher
Straight drop in my beaker
Ace knocking my speakers
Last night I counted one mill'
This morning, 150
Pussy niggas can't count me out
Don't make me hurt ya feelings, ah
B
V12 Chevy,
Verse 9
Bm
jet blue,
Cm
Bm
for get it
B
Rolex embedded with prin
Cm
Bm
cess and baguettes
B
Bm
Same old brick, but's it's different yay
Yeah, that's candy paint, on my 7 Tre
Verse 10
Bm
G
Bm
Same old shit, just a dif ferent day
Out here tryna get it (get it),
each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Closed mouths don't get fed
Verse 11
on this boulevard
Bm
Okay, now, black card in my pocket
Riding round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my boxers
I ain't got time to be boxing
B
Got a red bone she look tropic
Bm
If she fuck me right then she shopping
Young Money we poppin'
Verse 12
I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
Bm
See that V- neck, that's Polo
G
Bm
Grilled up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no socks
You niggas chicken, po' yo
Verse 13
Bm
Nigga LIV on Sundays,
King of Diamonds Monday
B
Bm
Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a backyard,
fish tank with sharks in it
Real nigga, I'm authentic
I'll fuck the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar tending
Couple homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit
that bitch with that Wayne train
Verse 14
Bm
Free my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the beehive
Got a G6 and a G5
You pussy niggas, you feline
Don't stop the party,
we be getting gnarly
B
Bm
Woah, kimosabe, I'm with Mack,
Bm
Fuccus, and Marley
Verse 15
'Cause its the same old shit,
just a different day
Out here tryna get it,
each and every way
Momma need a house,
G
Bm
baby need some shoes
They want that Carter Four,
bitch, it's coming soon
Verse 16
Bm
Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it),
each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Closed mouths don't get
fed on this boulevard
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