Rolling with the top down, no peanut butter guts
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Trolling, I'm about to climb
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Load the gun, turn the base up, turn it up!
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Hold me, ..nine, in case the hater run up
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Call me, I'm the shit nine, so your bitch on my nuts!
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I got my car smoking, but it ain't the motor,
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It's just me and that...
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These... strolling, I stop and poking,
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But I'm trying to get that dojo ride and dirty
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Ain't no hope, bo, it's just me strapped up like a go pro
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And I want the hustle,
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I was just trying to capture me like a photo! Hustle!
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All I need is two cups of drink
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With the system crank and a...
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See me pulling planks and my... put bars around me in crowds
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Both times when I hit the breaks, my hustle skills you can't debate
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Money don't wait, I'll be stacking up bank
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Till I'm beating up in them clouds
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Getting to the cake may fuck your faith
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Riding to that state with a Texas plate
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Speakers in the back be like a...
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Whole 15 rock...
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Probably like a snake, boys gonna hate
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But it's money to make, don't fall for the bait
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Say the bullshit, I ain't gotta...
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What I got till I am in the grave
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Is a whole lot of hustle, hustle
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Hook: (x2)
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...I could do it all day, but you know I gotta hustle!
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Brewing em up, or cleaning them from out of space
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Gotta be more... got an universe on hustle!
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Had a premonition to be in the front seat
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The 20-13, boy we gotta hustle!
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We gotta, we gotta hustle, hustle!
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You wanna go follow your dream then!
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Hustle, hustle!
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Yeah, couldn't tell me not to believe
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In the people that I was put in front of
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And told that I had an opportunity to become a part of a situation
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That put me in a position to maybe some day be out of a small town
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I guess I fell for the oky doke
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I suppose I couldn't turn around in the hokey pokey game
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To see lames and other folks who thought joke was being played on me
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Oh, the story goes again!
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Here we go again, elegant frown or the motherfucker's grin
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I can get the sound of the gate closing in
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And knocking for the breeze of the hate blowing in
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Cause they're gone, wanna go sightseeing
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Up in the Chevy and ride for with the ... the wild
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And they kinda wanna drive, even make a turn.. familiar with
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Enough to pay for the gas...
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Forget that you got a best friend
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But when he started off he was just hitchhiking
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Should have.. when he said... for real
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If you're chilling, you're finding that the one just... him!
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But it's hard as a mother fucker to say no
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When you're a rookie talking to a veteran playing pro
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And everything that he's saying, he's saying to pay close attention
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So you put your hands low!
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Palms, out, opened, hoping
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And you can even see dead engine smoking
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Plus all the money that he gave you, oh him
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..black boys, white boys, just the talking for the slot machine
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And they're.. notion!
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Scheming is open, the animal inside
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The cannibal chose him, me!
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I feel for another man's hustle!
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Hook: (x2)
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...I could do it all day, but you know I gotta hustle!
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Brewing em up, or cleaning them from out of space
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Gotta be more... got an universe on hustle!
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Had a premonition to be in the front seat
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The 20-13, boy we gotta hustle!
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We gotta, we gotta hustle, hustle!
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You wanna go follow your dream then!
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Hustle, hustle!
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Roger, roger, roger
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Hustle
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| Yelawolf |
