Birdman

Birdman - Hustle lyrics

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(feat. Lil Wayne, Gudda Gudda)




[Intro]

Yea

Just like priceless

Something you can't see nigga



[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]

Ya see times is hard as it is

That's why I got girls

And my girls got kids (brrlah)

And all I wanna do is handle my biz

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you

I get money money money money money money

money money money money money money

Young Money, Gudda (Gudda) !



[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda:]

Nigga I don't trust a soul so I ride alone

I keep my eyes in my rearview ridin' home

See I'm ready for whatever, understand me

Any situation, whatever the lord hand me

We pull guns, you niggas don't pull a damn thing

The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring

Roll the dice man we kill time gambling

W-wintertime top down, nigga real arrogant

Big money so we blowin' it apparently

C-cash money, young money, yea it's all a family

Birdman and Weezy they payin' all salaries

And I'ma ride wit em til they bury me



[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]

Ya see times is hard as it is

That's why I got girls

And my girls got kids

And all I wanna do is handle my biz

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you

I get money money money money money money

money money money money money money



[Verse 2 - Lil' Wayne:]

Livin' that life

Livin' that life from under dem streetlights

But it ain't bright enough to show me where I'm goin'

But I still find my way and when I do I keep goin'

And uh, a nigga wit strikes

Try me and your family don't sleep right

Didn't think I was tough enough to make it on my own

But I can get through anything if I done made it through the storm

And uh, now I'm killin' at night,

Killin' that night life on the east side

Leather on chrome

Television with the phone

And the top is so gone



[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]

Ya see times is hard as it is

That's why I got girls

And my girls got kids

And all I wanna do is handle my biz

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you

I get money money money money money money

money money money money money money



[Verse 3 - Birdman:]

(Yea LFLS nigga, like father like son

All day very day nigga, make money til it don't make sense)

Yea flash the bright lights

Nigga smash on site

Born rich bitch-nigga live with no wife

Keep the pain of the price

Prices with the dice

Give a fuck about your life

Rollin' railish stripes

High like a kite, G4 every night

Overseas money bitch we do it so right

Don't do it right so we don't it all

Money hard

Bitch nigga playin' like a ball

Ball life, ya head life

Ya gettin' getcha game right

Ya paid the price, hit ya up and laid you right

Twist ya life nigga, we live in sunshine

5-star condo and stay fly



[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]

Ya see times is hard as it is

That's why I got girls

And my girls got kids

And all I wanna do is handle my biz

And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you

I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you

I get money money money money money money

money money money money money money



[Outro - Birdman]

Yea just like dat

Pearl white, snow white you understand me nigga?

So clean, so fresh

Sharp red diamonds nigga

Pretty black tools (you understand me)

Yea hood bags of money nigga (you understand me?)

Gold picture frames nigga (you understand me?)

Big money shit

Let's get it big money poppin' boy

I see you little nigga

Just like dat

Uptown, we in the building bitch

Worldwide gettin' money boy

Yea, I'm talking that big money poppin' shit

Big money nigga, that 100
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