When I come through they like Oh my God! That nigga clean From the beginning, it was written I suppose I break a whole on the 36 ounce And move it, I'm a hustler, baby
I'm a hustler, baby
My mind on the money, I ain't tripping on the hoes
I blow a whole lot of paper on clothes
But dig it, I'm a hustler, baby
I'm a hustler, baby
I come through, I had the hoes like "Who he
Seats in the old school Louis
Shoes and the belt buckle Louis
We don't need more details now do we
Let 'em sag, my swag is True Religion
You gonna need Cartier frames to see my vision It smells like cream mixed with weed, this is classy and hood Drama llama time, nigga, what's good Domino's, motherfucker, it's time to collect
Stack paper like I'm trying to fix the national debt I'm just doing what I wanna do, I trip these set This is 50 on that Muammar Gaddafi shit
From the beginning, it was written I suppose I break a whole on the 36 ounce
And move it, I'm a hustler, baby I'm a hustler, baby
My mind on the money, I ain't tripping on the hoes
I blow a whole lot of paper on clothes But dig it, I'm a hustler, baby
I'm a hustler, baby
Get on my level, bitch, I'm careful who I kick it with We talk market and distribution and politics
Got a chip on my shoulder, chip off the whole block I sell the chip of a whole rock, 10 dollars a pop I'm a magnet, the bitch can't help but watch me Socks, drawers, undershirt, Versace, Versace, Versace Designer threads in every form of fashion I express myself so the question I'm askin' Is this flip or the next flip tailor 50 shit? We ain't promised tomorrow, nigga, go on and get the shit That skull and bones, that Alexander McQueen thing
In case you ain't notice this a Queens thing From the beginning, it was written I suppose I break a whole on the 36 ounce
And move it, I'm a hustler, baby
I'm a hustler, baby
My mind on the money, I ain't tripping on the hoes
I blow a whole lot of paper on clothes But dig it, I'm a hustler, baby
I'm a hustler, baby
Oh, it's cold out here
It's my kind of weather, I'm cold blooded
It's 50
When I come through you see me In the Suburbans that's bulletproof, bomb proof, leather six, what else?
When I go hard I go hard
When I don't want you to see me I switch it up I'm in that black on black Porsche Panamera
In the back like Ooh wee
We rolling
I hustle, man, it's what I do, man
Wait, niggas gon' try and tell me how to do this
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In case you ain't notice this a Queens thing From the beginning, it was written I suppose I break a whole on the 36 ounce