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Hustler Musik
by Lil Wayne



Hit me
Right in the sternum this time t baby
You already know
You already know
You already know
This that hustler muzik
Young Weezy got that motherf***in' hustler musik

Goddamn
Next they hit a n**** in his head with this one
I'm a paint the city red wit this one
I'm a head wit' this one
See you f***in' wit' the boys who tote toys way before Christmas.
No assistance (its) that persistence me.
That commitment if, I don't get it somebody gone die tonight
I know my vibe is tight,
And I deserve that thrown,
And if the kid ain't right,
Then let me die in this song,
See I'll be ridin' (just)
Ridin' alone
Wit' my daddy on my mind like you gotta be kiddin'
How the hell you ain't here to see ya prince do his thing
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
She'll be
So I be who I be
That's me that's Weezy F. Baby and
Please say the motherf***in'
So I be who I be
That's me that's Weezy F. Baby and
Please say the motherf***in'

[Chorus]
Baby you gotta know
That I'm just out here doin' what I gotta do
For me and you and we eatin'
So b**** why the f*** is you trippin'.
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge if the money don't move
And I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no
Na

Money is the motivation
Facin' the avenue
Back touchin' the wall
Got the weed
Got the gun
Gotta run when I hear that bird call, dang
Hop in that thang and merk off
Swerve off
You know me, they call me "Birdman Junior"
Anybody murderer
Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of the opera
All black gwop tent, locked in
I can let them shots out
You can't get no shots in
Bullet proof
Leave a n**** wit' a bullet roof
Shoot ya in ya mouth, Leroy they call 'em bullet tooth
I'm like what it do
What to do
There's a full court pressure
I'm just going for the two
If I'm open for the three
I'm a take it in a second
Even if there's one second and
I'm a make it, it's nothin'
I don't take it for granted
I don't take it for nothin'.
I take it for what it is worth to the durf motherf***er (yea)

[Chorus]

I ain't never killed nobody I promise
I promise if you try me
You gone have to rewind this track and make me go back
That thing will go blat
That boy will lay flat so flat
That act is what I perform amongst you haters
Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbatin'
Black Peter Pan flies too, I die, what you sayin'
Bathing Ape, Yves Saint, Evisu, what I stay in
Got me feelin' like Scarface Like the Koheba
Streets reply I look right in a four seater
You know I be out here ridin' a four seater
Top floor of the four seasons
Four of the whores
And they all know how to cook it up
Look I got some
But only one know how the bad b****, bundle up
See its a cold world so homey bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothin'
So get ya hustle up.

[Chorus: x2]

Man, man this be that hustler musik
Young weezy got that motherf***ing hustler musik, yo
So ride to it yo
And vibe to it yo
I'm asking y'all please please
Young Weezy got that hustler musik
Young Weezy got that motherf***ing hustler musik
Ride to it yo
Vibe to it yo
Vibe to it yo
Its real s*** man
Its real talk man
Its how do it
How did it
How done it
I ain't braggin'
I ain't boastin'
This the way it go
I ain't braggin'
I ain't boastin'
This the way it is
Better guard your kids
Guard your face
Guard your body we warn the place
We here
F*** b****es its young money n****
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written by Jones, Tristan / Williams, Bryan / Carter, Dwayne
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.


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