Hustle Hard
[Ace Hood]
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle,)
[Chorus]
Same old shit, just a different day
out here tryna get it, each and every way
momma need a house
baby need some shoes
times are getting hard
guess what I�fmma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don�ft get fed on this boulevard
[Ace Hood - Verse 1]
Okay, I�fm booked out until August
Show money deposits
See the shit then I cop it
got but a house note in my pocket
I�fm on south beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass soft
Something outta that catalogue
She introduced to that lock jaw
and I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My chevy sittin�f too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I�fm all about the new Franklins
Aint talkin�f Aretha
Bitch my league too major
I�fm hiphop Derek Jeter
And I�fm still feeling my pockets
Big bass and its knocking
Yeah this be the remix
But still ride around with that rocket
I�fll go walking back to my household
�gWe The best�h be the logo
Hundred grand for that neck glow
All about the dinero
N-gga flow so retarded
we be getting gnarley
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Weezy party cause its the
Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Momma need a house
Baby need some shoes
Times are getting hard
Guess what I�fmma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don�ft get fed on this boulevard
[Rick Ross]
24�Œs on my Beemer
You never know when I slide up
19 in my nina, red dot when I ride up
Hundred deep in that K.O.D
King Of Diamonds thats me n-gga
No you bitches can�ft get my beat
Choppers only thing free n-ggas
Step to me and I teach you
Somebody text his picture
Straight drop in my
Ace knocking my speakers
Last night I counted 1 mill
This morning 150
P-ssy n-ggas can�ft count me out, don�ft make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V12 jetted, jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with princess and baguettes
Same old brick, but�fs it�fs different yay
Yeah thats candy paint, On my 7 Tre
[Lil Wayne]
Same old sh-t, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Momma need a house, baby need some shoes
Times are getting hard, guess what we gon do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
[Ace Hood]
Closed mouths don�ft get fed on this boulevard
[Lil Wayne]
Ok, now, black card in my pocket
Riding round in that gotti
Pistol off my boxers
I aint got time to be boxing
Got a red bone she look tropic
If she f-ck me right then she shopping
Young money we poppin�f
I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, thats Polo
Grilled up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no socks
You n-ggas chicken, pollo
N-gga Liv in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
Real n-gga I�fm authentic
I�fll f-ck the bitches �ftil she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bartending
Couple homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
Free my n-gga T.I
SooWoo to the beehive
Got a G6 and a G5
You p-ssy n-ggas you feline
Don�ft stop the party, we be getting gnarley
Oh kimosabe, I�fm with Mack, Fucus and Marley
Cause its the same old sh-t, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Momma need a house, baby need some shoes
For that Carter IV, bitch, it�fs coming soon
[Ace Hood]
Same old sh-t, just a different day
out here tryna get it, each and every way
momma need a house
baby need some shoes
times are getting hard
guess what I�fmma do
compositores da letra "Hustle Hard": Antoine Mccolister, Dwayne Carter, Lexus Arnel Lewis, William Leonard Roberts
Gênero: Hip Hop. O gênero musical está errado? Ajude a classificar.
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