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- Yelawolf hustle 歌詞
- Yelawolf
- Rolling with the top down no peanut butter guts
Trolling I'm about to climb
Lemme go on turn the bass up turn it up
Holdin that glock nine in case a hater run up
Call me I'm the shit now
So your bitch on my nuts
I got my car smoking
But it ain't the motor
It's just me and that dodo
These hoes is strolling I'd stop and poke em
But I'm trying to get that doe hoe ridin dirty
Ain't no hobo it's just me strapped up like a go pro
And I' m one deep Han solo
Laws trynna capture me like a photo Hustle
All I need is two cups of drink
With the system crank and a fifth of
See me pulling planks and my
Candy paint pull broads around me in crowds
Bow ties when I hit the brakes my hustle skills you can't debate
Money don't wait I'll be stacking up bank
Till I'm dead an up in them clouds
Getting to the cake mayne f**k the fake
Riding outta state with a Texas plate
Speakers in the back beatin like a ape
Four 15s rockford fosgate
Crawl like a snake boys gone hate
But it's money to make don't fall for the bait
Save the bullshit I ain't gotta cape
What I got till I am in the grave
Is a whole lot of hustle Hustle
Pack it up and send it away 9 to 5 I could do it all day
Boy you know I gotta hustle
Movin a mop I clean em up from outer space
Gotta get em up got a universe on hustle
Had a premonition of me in the front seat
Of 2013 boy we gotta hustle
We gotta Hustle
You wanna go follow your dream then
Hustle
Pack it up and send it away 9 to 5 I could do it all day
Boy you know I gotta hustle
Movin a mop I clean em up from outer space
Gotta get em up got a universe on hustle
Had a premonition of me in the front seat
Of 2013 boy we gotta hustle
We gotta Hustle
Yeah couldn't tell me not to believe
In the people that I was put in front of
And told that I had an opportunity
To become a part of a situation
That put me in a position to
Maybe some day break out of a small town
I guess I fell for the okey doke
I suppose I couldn't turn around in the hokey pokey game
To see lames and other folks
Who thought a joke was being played on me
Oh well the story goes again
Here we go again
All I'm gettings frown while the motherf**ker's grin
I can get the sound of the gate closing in
And I can feel the breeze of the hate blowing in
Cause they all wanna go sightseeing
Hop in the Chevy and ride for a little while
And they kinda wanna drive
Even make a turn off a road you aint familiar with
And offer to pay for the gas for alittle bit then
But f**k you know what you got a best friend
But when he started off he was just hitchhiking
Should have heard real when they said wolf for real
If you'd chill then you'd find another one just like him
But it's hard as a mother f**ker to say no
When you're a rookie talking to a veteran playing pro
And everything that he's saying
He's saying so pay him close attention
So you put your hands low
Palms out opened hoping
And you can even see that engine smoking
Plus all the money that
He gave you owe him Rear view mirrors all of them broken black boys
White boys just a token for the slot machine
And the gambling notion
Scheming and scoping the animal inside
The cannibal chose him me
I fell for another man's hustle
Pack it up and send it away 9 to 5
I could do it all day boy you know I gotta hustle
Movin a mop I clean em up from outer space
Gotta get em up gotta universal hustle
Had a premonition of me in the front seat
Of 2013 boy we gotta hustle
We gotta hustle
You wanna go follow your dream then
Pack it up and send it away 9 to 5 I could do it all day
Boy you know I gotta hustle
Movin a mop I clean em up from outer space
Gotta get em up got a universe on hustle
Had a premonition of me in the front seat
Of 2013 boy we gotta hustle
We gotta
We gotta Hustle Hustle
Dream hustle
Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
Hustle
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