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

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

Okay, I'm booked out August
Show deposits
See the shit I cop it
Got but a note in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad and her ass soft
Something outta that
She to that lock jaw
And I her name was Lisa
Or it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too
I call Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about Franklins
Ain't talkin'
Bitch my too major
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still feeling my
Big and its knocking
Yeah this be that
But still ride around that rocket
Nigga back to my household
"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, party 'cause its the

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

Twenty fours on my
You never when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred deep in that
King of that's me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
Choppers only free niggas
Step to me and I you
text his picture
Straight in my pika
Ace knocking my
night I counted one mill
This morning, one
niggas can't count me out,
Don't me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve bugiddy jet blue, it
Rolex with princess and baguettes
Same old brick, it's different yay
Yeah candy paint, on my seven Tre

Same old shit, just a day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

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

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

Same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
Momma a house (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess I'ma gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard