Hustler Musik (Explicit) - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)

Lyrics by：T-Mix/D. Carter

Composed by：T-Mix/D. Carter

Hit me

Right in the sternum this time t-baby

S**t you already know you already know

You already know d**n s**t

This that hustler musik

Young weezy got that motherf**king hustler music

So ride to it y'all vibe to it y'all d**n

Godd**n mix done hit a n***a

In his head with this one

I'ma paint the city red with this one

I'm ahead with this one see

You f**king with the boy

Who tote toys way before Christmas no assistance just

That persistence with that commitment if

I don't get it somebody gon' die tonight

I know my vibe is tight and I deserve the throne

And if the kid ain't right

Then let me die on this song

See I be riding just riding alone

With my daddy on my mind like

You gotta be kidding

How the hell you ain't here to see

Your prince do his thing

Sometimes I wanna drop a tear

But no emotions from a king

Shall be so I be who I be that's me

That's weezy f baby and please say the mothaf**kin

So I be who I be that's me

That's weezy f baby and please say the mothaf**kin

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here

Doing what I gotta do for me and you

And we eating so b***h why the f**k is you tripping

I'm taking these chances

My head to the sky my feet on the ground

My fingers to the judge if the money don't move

Then I won't budge won't budge

No I won't budge no Lord

Money is the motivation facing the avenue

Back touching the wall got the w**d got the gun

Got to run when I hear the bird call brrrr d**n

Hop in that thing and merk off swerve off

You know me they call me birdman junior ah ahh

Anybody's murderer if birdman sponsor it

Phantom of the opera all black guap tent locked in

I can let them shots out

You can't get no shots in

Bulletproof leave a n***a with a bullet-roof

Shoot ya in your mouth leroy

They call him bullet-tooth

I'm like what it do what it do

There's a full court pressure

I'm just going for the two

If I'm open for the three

I'ma take it in a second

Even if there's one second

I'ma make it it's nothing

I don't take it for granted

I don't take it for nothing

I take it for what it's worth

To the dirt motherf**ker yeah

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here

Doing what I gotta do for me and you

And we eating so b***h why the f**k is you tripping

I'm taking these chances

My head to the sky my feet on the ground

My fingers to the judge if the money don't move

Then I won't budge won't budge

No I won't budge no Lord

I ain't never killed nobody I promise

And I promise if you try me

He gon' have to rewind this track

And make me go back that thing'll go rrrat

That boy'll lay flat so flat

That act is what I perform amongst you haters

Got nina in my palm and I'm masturbating

Black peter pan fly 'til I die what you saying

Bathing ape yves st evisu what I stay in

Got me feeling like scarface light the cohiba

Streets reply I look right in a four-seater

You know I be out here right in a four-seater

Top floor of the four seasons

Four of them whores

And they all know how to cook it up

And look I got some

And only one know how to bag b***h bundle up

See it's a cold world so homie bundle up

We ain't on this grind for nothing now

Get your hustle up

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here

Doing what I gotta do for me and you

And we eating so b***h why the f**k is you trippin'

I'm taking these chances

My head to the sky my feet on the ground

My fingers to the judge if the money don't move

Then I won't budge won't budge

No I won't budge no Lord

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here

Doing what I gotta do for me and you

And we eating so b***h why the f**k is you tripping

I'm taking these chances

My head to the sky my feet on the ground

My fingers to the judge if the money don't move

Then I won't budge won't budge

No I won't budge no Lord

Man man this be that hustler musik

Young weezy got that motherf**king hustler musik y'all

So ride to it y'all and vibe to it y'all

I'm asking y'all please please

Young weezy got that hustler musik

Young weezy got that motherf**king hustler musik

Ride to it y'all vibe to it y'all vibe

To it y'all chyeah chyeah

It's trill s**t man it's real talk man

It's how we do it how we did it

How we done it

Ayy it's real s**t mane it's real talk boy

It's how we do it how we did it

How we done it

I ain't bragging I ain't boasting

It's the way it go

I ain't bragging I ain't boasting

That's the way it is

Better guard your kids guard your face

Better guard your body we warned the place

We here f**k b***hes it's young money n***a