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Chorus This one is for my hustlaz Right Ladies don’t tustle wit bustaz Not tonite If you a dough gettin’ swinga Niggaz act funny wit cha money Whatcha do? Give ’em the finga! This one is for my hustlaz Monwy Intro It don’t get no betta than this uh-uh Uh, uh, uh, uh B-K muthafucka Verse 1 It’s a shame but, alot been change since we came up I used ta run wit them, now I got my guns for them Treat my hollows like trash, strait dumpin’ ’em Sauce Money show niggaz no love when I come for them They thought they left a real nigga on his ass black And that my numbers wouldn’t rise like Nasdaq And gotta re-half that, just pass that We ‘gon clash black for playin’ the middle like ya ass crack You can ball ova here, I play pass that Exotic cats dauce ta talk peace when you blast back No more fair ones, know you shot enuff of them Don’t really wanna do it, now you gotta fuck wit ’em I’ma shit everytime that I hear?

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Seventy-Five Sauce Money kinda cat you could never despise Hit the streets lookin’ like you a betta disquise Get a grip, I’m the preacher, you dance wit the devil Whoever my eyes focus on is not on my level Not even close, ex-girlfriends hatin’ ta see it You can give me brain or get out, take it or leave it Relax wit side who, max wit my crew Operation gettin’ money, that’s what I do Insecure artists pay me not ta spit Show me fake love and then try ta fly if they hit They could huatlaz it in they bones, ’cause when I drop my shit All hell’ll break loose, that’s how hot I get I rock big in the summer, witout missin’ the block When I want to get M, then I listen ta Pac Scarface when I’m laid back, whippin’ the 3 If I want to hear that shit, then I listen ta me Stick suace the key, turn the knob and open the door Prevokin’ a war, cats saw us smokin’ the 4, fo’ sure [Chorus] This one is for my mooney Right!

All lyrics are the property of their respective authors, artists and labels. If you a dough gettin’ swinga Niggaz act funny wit cha money Whatcha do? Verse 3 Look, I like ta come through and run up in ’em all night Bring my man too, Mami if it’s alright I’ma a big one, but I like ta ball out Sip Henny, smoke dro ’til you fall out Hit ’em wit that Marcy maneuver, makin’ ’em droppin’ I ain’t met one yet make me take her shoppin’ But I might cuz I gotta lotta cash ma Platinum Navigator glock when the stash ha Rolex, Cuban Link, now the riddle comin’ Do I know about 69, a little sumthin’ I like ya point-blank style, you in it ta win it But ror I go downtown, gimme a minute You got ta shower up, make sure no dirt in it I got the Pro-Fo, neva eva squirtin’ it That’s a thong, damnbaby you just hurtin’ shit Bring that thing here baby, show me what you workin’ wit.

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Advisory – the following lyrics contain explicit language: Seventy-Five Sauce Money kinda cat you could never despise Hit the streets lookin’ like you a betta disquise Get a grip, I’m the preacher, you dance wit the devil Whoever my eyes focus on is not on my level Not even close, ex-girlfriends hatin’ ta see it You can give me brain or get out, take it or leave it Relax wit side who, max wit my crew Operation gettin’ money, that’s what I do Insecure artists pay me not ta spit Show me fake love and then try ta fly if they hit They could feel it in they bones, cuz when I drop my shit All hell’ll break loose, that’s how hot I get I rock big in the summer, witout missin’ the block When I wanna get M, then I listen ta Pac Scarface when I’m laid back, whippin’ the 3 If I wanna hear that shit, then I listen ta me Stick in the key, turn the knob and open the door Prevokin’ a war, cats saw us smokin’ the 4, fo’ sure [Chorus] This one is for my hustlaz Right!

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And make ya real ugly like bitter beer face Sendin’ fake thugs back ta the essence Since my Rolex was a gift, there’s no betta time than the present [Chorus] This one is for my hustlaz Right! Verse 1 It’s a shame but, alot been change since we came up I used ta run wit them, now I got my guns for them Treat my hollows like trash, strait dumpin’ ’em Sauce Money show niggaz no love when I come for them They thought they left a real nigga on his ass black And that my numbers wouldn’t rise like Nasdaq And gotta re-half that, just pass that We ‘gon clash black for playin’ the middle like ya ass crack You can ball ova here, I play pass that Exotic cats love ta talk peace when you blast back No more fair ones, know you shot enuff of them Don’t really wanna do it, now you gotta fuck wit ’em I’ma shit everytime that I hear?

For My Hustlaz Lyrics Artist: If you a dough gettin’ swinga Niggaz act funny wit cha money Whatcha do? And make ya real ugly like bitter beer face Sendin’ fake thugs back ta the essence Since my Rolex was a gift, there’s no betta time than the present [Chorus] This one is for my hustlaz Right!

Intro It don’t get no betta than this uh-uh Uh, uh, uh, uh B-K muthafucka.