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Hustle

West Side, Bankhead,(remix) that's I'm from
y'all did
It done
My Tru game and my shoe
You can't touch that

steady holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
(FDP) Nah, fuck bitch
that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
(Remix) Fuck bitch
that bitch (Fuck that bitch)
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, that bitch

Biotch! Bitch!
Fuck that like Too $hort
My whole crew here, fuck you
Bumping, smoking Newport
Ho talking bout "fuck me"
Man, fuck bitch
Ho told you she fuck me
Then fuck that bitch
Why you mad I ain't you stacks?
Why you mad I ain't you back?
I ain't buy you that, I ain't fly you
Ho ass nigga, ain't how you act
Now a talking bout "fuck me"
Fuck me fuck that that bitch
Ho telling you "trust me"
Hey! I don't trust bitch
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! that's I'm from
fly shit my niggas talk
Hey! Never done
My game is on Hammer Time,
Can't touch shit
Ho keep talking "fuck me" (what man)
Man, fuck that

that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
Bitch steady holl'in' "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that
Fuck that (fuck that bitch)
that bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck bitch

go three,
Stupid on the remix I'mma show you how to up out the fire like a phoenix
I'm a Bankhead nigga, so I'm straighter a penis
If ya try the westside, I'mma nut up like
Ice got me anemic, walking up in
And everytime I get a new broad, I get
My baby mad and my girl look like a genie
I got like Venus, wanna stack ?
Red like panini, steaks and zucchini
Wit' ya broad in Tahiti, big ass bikini
I spit on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High album a problem

Wait! that bitch
that bitch
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, that bitch
Fuck that
Fuck that
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck that

I'm the yacht master, rollie iced like a player
Kick it a soccer player, nigga hating like a goalie
neck, grew ?, what your bitch got for me
We walking on the stars since midnight, homie
I destroyed the pussy, hit it like a fist fight,
My dick only what she kiss like, homie
See, the molly got a gun, you call but she ignoring
I was balls in it, nigga, you ain't even know it
Blowing headband, strongest in the
Say you hit it You ain't the only nigga, can
She be a freak, you wanna be a man
head in the Coupe, sex in the Sprinter Van
Run a full court game, no
this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I no one
Nigga, she want me like
In a presidential suite, nigga, me on
Why they call me pumper, nigga, she gon' see
she gon' see, like she gon' see
Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, thing I wear
Oh yeah, and a of oneself
And Strivers Row, you me, ho
Know I'm from, know where I rep

West Side, Bankhead, I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been
My Tru and my shoe game (what?)
You touch that shit

A that holler 'bout "fuck me?" (holler holler)
Nah, that bitch

(I hoes, I'm a pimp, Trinidad Jame$ clothes)

Southside, ClayCo,
That's I'm from, I'm on these Red Bottoms, Rick Owens
I rocking them Jordans, I said now, Ag compound
money, I'll throw it
My hair luxurious, yo' show ain't
I got a smile on my face Dro old cover
Fuck yo' on the couch, no cover
Fuck yo' couch, I'm Rick James
She a freak, she don't like no rubbers
Fuck you nigga then fuck yo'
For shoes and a couple hundred
I thought you knew, let me you something
She'll suck me and you like it ain't nothing
Ugh, that cold,
Nigga, now you
You on the pussy?(lame)
I got pussy on
I get a whole lot of
Nigga, after my
Red, black and girls, yeah, they them Trinidad hoes

Fuck bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
Bitch steady holl'in' "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck bitch
that bitch (fuck that bitch)
Fuck that
Bitch holl'in' 'bout "fuck me?" (holla holla)
Nah, fuck bitch

I told you Hustle on everything
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