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Hustle

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

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

Biotch! Bitch!
Fuck that bitch like Too
My crew here, fuck you thought?
Bumping, smoking Newport
Ho keep talking "fuck me"
Man, fuck that
Ho you she ain't fuck me
Then I'll that bitch
Why you mad I ain't you stacks?
Why you mad I ain't call you
I ain't buy you that, I ain't fly you
Ho ass nigga, ain't how you act
Now a bitch talking "fuck me"
Fuck me fuck that fuck bitch
Ho telling you "trust me"
Hey! I don't that bitch
Boys, South Bronx,
Hey! that's where I'm
That fly shit my talk
Hey! Never been
My shoe game is on Time,
touch that shit
Ho talking bout "fuck me" (what man)
Man, fuck bitch

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

go three,
Stupid on the remix I'mma you how to raise 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, up in Neiman's
And everytime I get a new broad, I get
My baby mad and my girl look like a genie
I got racks Venus, wanna stack ?
Red like panini, eating steaks and
Wit' ya broad in Tahiti, big ass bikini
I spit on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High Tyme a problem

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

I'm the yacht master, rollie iced like a hockey
Kick it like a soccer player, nigga hating like a
Long neck, grew ?, your bitch got for me
We been on the stars since midnight, homie
I the pussy, hit it like a fist fight, homie
My dick only know she kiss like, homie
See, the molly got a gun, you call but she ignoring
I was balls deep in it, nigga, you ain't even it
Blowing headband, in the land
Say you hit it You ain't the only nigga, can
She wanna be a freak, you be a man
Getting head in the Coupe, sex in the Van
Run a full game, no one-on-one
Take dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she cum for fun
I'm by myself, I no one
Nigga, she me like Givenchy
In a suite, nigga, me on three
Why they call me pussy pumper, nigga, she see
Like she see, like she gon' see
Okay, Hustle Gang, nigga, only thing I
Oh yeah, and a king of
And Strivers Row, you me, ho
Know I'm from, know where I rep

West Side, Bankhead, where I'm
Everything y'all did, it done
My Tru and my shoe game (what?)
You can't that shit

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

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

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

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

I told you Hustle on everything
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