Lil Wayne Hustler Musik Lyrics
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Hit me
Right in the sternum this time T baby
You already know (x3)
Damn
It's that hustler music
Young weezy got that mothafucking hustla music
So ride to it ya'll, vibe to it ya'll, damn
Goddamn
Missed and hit a nigga in his head with this one
I'm a paint tha city red with this one
I'm a head with this one
See you fuckin with the boy who took toys way before Christmas
No assisstance just
That persistence with
That commitment if
I don't get it somebody gon' die tonite
I know my vibe is tight and I deserve the throne and if the kid ain't
right then let me die in this song
I'll be ridin
Ridin alone
With my daddy on my mind like u 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
Shall be
So I be who I be
Thats me, thats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say the motherfucking
So I be who I be
Thats me, that Weezy F. Baby and
Please say the motherfuckin
(Chorus)
Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doin what I gotta do for me
and you and we eatin
So bitch
Why the fuck is you trippin
I'm takin dese chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingaz' to the judge if the money don't move
And I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no... Lord
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 Jr.
Any body murderer
If Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of the Opera
All black crop tent locked in
I can let them shots out
you can't get no shots in
Bullet proof
Leave a nigga with a bullet proof
Shoot ya in ya mouth Leroy they call him bullet tooth
I'm like what it do
What it do
There's a full court
Pressure I'm just going for the 2
If I'm movin for the 3
I'm a take it in a second
Even if there's one second
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' motherfucker
Yea
(Chorus)
Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doin what I gotta do for me and you
and we eatin
So bitch
Why the fuck is you trippin
I'm takin dese chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingaz' to the judge if the money don't move
And I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no... Lord
I ain't neva killed nobody I promise
And I promise if you try me
He gone have to rewind this track and make me go back, that nigga go that
That boy will lay flat so flat
That act is wat I perform amongst you hatas
Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbatin, black
Peter Pan flii till I die what you sayin
Bathin ape, Yves Saint, Evisu is what I stand
Got me feelin' like scarface, like the Koheba
Streets reply I look right in the 4 seater
You know id be out here ridin in 4 seater
Top floor of the 4 Seasons four of them whores
And they all know how to cook it up
And look I got some
And only one know how to bag, bitch bundle up
See it's a cold world so homey bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothin
Now get ya hustle up
(Chorus) (2x)
Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doin what I gotta do for me and you
and we eatin
So bitch
Why the fuck is you trippin
I'm takin dese chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingaz' to the judge if the money don't move
And I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no... Lord
Man, man just be that hustla music
Young Weezy got that motherfuckin hustla music yo
So ride to it yo and vibe to it yo
I'm asking yo please please Young Weezy got that hustla music
Young Weezy got that motherfuccin hustla music
Ride to it yo
Vibe to it yo
Vibe to it yo
Chyea Chyea,
It's real shit man
It's real talk man
It's how we do it how we did it how we done it ayyyy
It's real shit man it's real talk boy
It's how we do it how we did it how we done it
I ain't braggin I ain't boasting it's the way it goes
I ain't braggin I ain't boasting it's the way it is
Better guard ya kids guard ya face
Better guard ya body we warn the place
We here fuck bitches it's Young Money
