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Hustler (Jam)
by Spank Rock
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I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
If I had the money to go
To a record store I would, I, I would
If I had the money to go
To a record store I would, I, I would
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Put the records in my clothes
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
[Incomprehensible] record
Go past that record man
Go to a record store
Put it in my clothes
And walk past that record man
Got to have the sticky hands
Your ass is broke
Your ass is broke
Like me, like me
Go to that record store
Steal some record, man
Go to that record store
Steal some records, man
I'm telling you I'm broke
I'm telling you I'm broke
But I'm surviving and
And I can cope
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Gotta do what you gotta do
To survive
Gotta take what you gotta take
To stay alive
Gotta do what you gotta do
To survive
Gotta make what you gotta make
To stay alive
It's 8 o' clock
And I got nothing to do
Can't go to the club
So I guess I'll go to the record store
Visit my record man
With my sticky hands
Walk out that record door
Put your records in my clothes
The records in my clothes
What the fuck is you gonna do?
What the fuck is you gonna do
About it? Nothing
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
If I had the money to go
To a record store I would, I, I would
If I had the money to go
To a record store I would, I, I would
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Put the records in my clothes
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
[Incomprehensible] record
Go past that record man
Go to a record store
Put it in my clothes
And walk past that record man
Got to have the sticky hands
Your ass is broke
Your ass is broke
Like me, like me
Go to that record store
Steal some record, man
Go to that record store
Steal some records, man
I'm telling you I'm broke
I'm telling you I'm broke
But I'm surviving and
And I can cope
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Gotta do what you gotta do
To survive
Gotta take what you gotta take
To stay alive
Gotta do what you gotta do
To survive
Gotta make what you gotta make
To stay alive
It's 8 o' clock
And I got nothing to do
Can't go to the club
So I guess I'll go to the record store
Visit my record man
With my sticky hands
Walk out that record door
Put your records in my clothes
The records in my clothes
What the fuck is you gonna do?
What the fuck is you gonna do
About it? Nothing
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
