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G Mix
I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(G mix)
This the

Same old shit, a different day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
what I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out August
money deposits
See the then I cop it
Got but a note in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad and her ass soft
Something that catalog
She introduced to lock jaw
And I think her name was
Or it was Sheila
My Chevy too high
I call Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about Franklins
talkin' Aretha
Bitch my too major
I'm hip hop Derek
And I'm still my pockets
Big bass and its
Yeah this be that
But still ride around with rocket
Nigga walking back to my
"We The best" be that
Hundred grand for neck glow
All the dinero
flow so retarded
We be getting
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

Same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it (get it), and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess what do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on this

Twenty on my Beemer
You know when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot I ride up
deep in that K-O-D
King of that's me nigga
No you bitches hit my beat
Choppers only thing free
Step to me and I you
Somebody text his
Straight drop in my
Ace knocking my
Last night I one mill
morning, one fifty
Pussy can't count me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V twelve jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded princess and baguettes
Same old brick, but's different yay
Yeah that's candy paint, on my Tre

old shit, just a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma a house (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, card in my pocket
Riding round in 'Gatti
off my boxers
I ain't got to be boxing
Got a red she look tropic
If she me right then she shopping
money we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, Polo
Grilled up Ocho
Chuck Taylors no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Diamonds
Swagger dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a yard, fish tank with sharks in it
Real nigga I'm
I'll fuck the bitches she short winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
Couple homies that gang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You niggas you feline
Don't stop the party, we be gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm Mack, Fucus and Marley

its the same old shit, just a different day
Out tryna get it, each and every way
Momma need a house, need some shoes
They want that Four, bitch, it's coming soon

old shit, just a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard