Rick Ross - Hustlin' (Remix) Lyrics

Everyday I'm hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'
Hustle real hard
Hustle, hustle real hard
Hustle real hard
Hustle, hustle real hard
Hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle-hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, everyday I'm, everyday I'm
Everyday I'm

Verse 1
Jay-Z:
Hold up
Who you haters think you talkin' to, I'm the fuckin' boss
White on white, G4, hater get lost
I'm in the air, I don't hear niggaz corny raps
Your nigga HOV is back, that nigga HOV is back
I got a honey-bun, no not a chick, I got a honey-bun
Millions nigga, I got couple 100 'em
99 problems prick, don't become the 100th one
'Less you got a 100 lives, murder 'bout a 100, uh
We don't resort to violence, we on resorts and islands
With linen shorts and shades, 'case they thought you was lyin'
My Louis slippers, Polo top
Linen shorts so my balls don't get hot, haha
Yeah I balls a lot, naw I owns the team
Ricky Ross, Roc-A-Fella, I owns the scene
Stop playin' with me lames, y'all not my equal
It ain't no coincidence that my age is a kilo
Which means that I'm Pordo, which means that I'm Gordo
Which means that I use a G4 like in auto
I'm a walkin' memorial
I'm legendary for whippin', whippin' that boss
So nigga just let that cause go

Hook
Everyday I'm hustlin', ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin', everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm, everyday I'm
(Repeat)

Bridge:
Hustle real hard
Hustle, hustle real hard
Hustle real hard
Hustle, hustle real hard
Hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle-hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, everyday I'm, everyday I'm
Everyday I'm

Verse 2
Young Jeezy:
Ay, let's go
Snowman bitch, I don't even wear the same draws
Flat screens on my walls, floors look like bowling balls
I know Big Meeks, the real Big Meeks
It's over for you clowns soon as my nigga hit dem streets
I see you ridin' homie, but that ain't hard enough
You know me, I might pull up in a armored truck
I stack big faces, I stack small faces
I stack all faces, swear it's white as pillow cases
I got a dirty mouth, but my kitchen's clean
Them folks ridin', hid the pots and the triple beams
Hit the Dodge spot, I must've copped six Magnums
Marriott suite, I must've used six magnums
Feds on my tail, you know them boys'll six-flag ya
Testarosa ride, like I'm on a coaster ride
G-mix, remix, still talkin' white bricks
2 million records sold and I'm still talkin' white shit

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Verse 3
Rick Ross:
I'm the fuckin' future nigga, what you can't see the facts
You want them pretty thangs, I'm the one ya need to ask
They come 'cross the border, I'm fulfillin' ya order
But the second ya bought her, fed charges get brought up
I'm whippin' the case, like I'm whippin' the base
Look me dead in the face now tell me how good does it taste
Willie Falcon, I'm like the Dow Jones
Down south where dem D-Boys ground zones
We never steal cars, what I'm puttin' miles on
30-feet, it cost a couple hundred thousand
My shit bigger than yours, at the biddin' wars
I'm the one they biddin' for, dog I'm just the biggest drought
I'm into distribution, I'm like Def Jam
Release fish scales, scales on my desk man

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