| Yeah, just like priceless
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| Something you can’t see, nigga
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| Ya see times is hard as it is
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| That’s why I got girls and my girls got kids
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| And all I wanna do is handle my biz
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| And all I’m tryna do is whatever I did
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| Every day I been prayin' to you
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| I hope you hear everything that I’m sayin' to you
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| I get money, money, money, money, money, money
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| Money, money, money, money, money, money
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| Nigga, I don’t trust a soul so I ride alone
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| I keep my eyes in my rear-view ridin' home
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| See, I’m ready for whatever, understand me
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| Any situation, whatever the Lord hand me
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| We pull guns, you niggas don’t pull a damn thing
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| The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring
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| Roll the dice, man, we kill time gambling
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| W-wintertime, top down, nigga real arrogant
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| Big Money, so we blowin' it apparently
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| C-Cash Money, Young Money, yeah, it’s all a family
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| Birdman and Weezy, they payin' all salaries
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| And I’ma ride with 'em till they bury me
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| Ya see times is hard as it is
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| That’s why I got girls and my girls got kids
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| And all I wanna do is handle my biz
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| And all I’m tryna do is whatever I did
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| Every day I been prayin' to you
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| I hope you hear everything that I’m sayin' to you
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| I get money, money, money, money, money, money
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| Money, money, money, money, money, money
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| Livin' that life, livin' that life from under dem streetlights
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| But it ain’t bright enough to show me where I’m goin'
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| But I still find my way and when I do I keep goin'
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| And uh, a nigga wit strikes
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| Try me and your family don’t sleep right
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| Didn’t think I was tough enough to make it on my own
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| But I can get through anything if I done made it through the storm
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| And uh, now I’m killin' at night
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| Killin' that night-life on the east side
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| Leather on chrome
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| Television with the phone and the top is so gone
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| Ya see times is hard as it is
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| That’s why I got girls and my girls got kids
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| And all I wanna do is handle my biz
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| And all I’m tryna do is whatever I did
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| Every day I been prayin' to you
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| I hope you hear everything that I’m sayin' to you
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| I get money, money, money, money, money, money
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| Money, money, money, money, money, money
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| Yeah, flash the bright lights, nigga, smash on site
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| Born rich, bitch-nigga, live with no wife
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| Keep the pain of the price, prices with the dice
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| Give a fuck about your life rollin' railish stripes
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| High like a kite, G4 every night
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| Overseas money, bitch, we do it so right
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| Don’t do it right so we don’t it all
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| Money hard, bitch nigga playin' like a ball
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| Ball life, ya head life, ya gettin' getcha game right
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| Ya paid the price, hit ya up and laid you right
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| Twist ya life, nigga, we live in sunshine
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| 5-star condo and stay fly
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| Ya see times is hard as it is
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| That’s why I got girls and my girls got kids
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| And all I wanna do is handle my biz
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| And all I’m tryna do is whatever I did
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| Every day I been prayin' to you
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| I hope you hear everything that I’m sayin' to you
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| I get money, money, money, money, money, money
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| Money, money, money, money, money, money |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hustle, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song Gone Till November, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп