Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Jay Jenkins, William Roberts, Andrew Harr, Jermaine Jackson
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Rick RossHustlin' Lyrics:
Every day I'm hustlin', hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm, everyday I'm
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm, every day I'm
Every day I'm hustlin'
Who the fuck you think you're fuckin' with? I'm the fuckin' boss
Seven forty-five, white on white that's fuckin' Ross
I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat
I keep 'em comin' back, we keep 'em comin' back
I'm in the distribution, I'm like Atlantic
I got them motherfuckers flyin' 'cross the Atlantic
I know Pablo Noriega, the real Noriega
He owe me a hundred favors
I ain't petty nigga, we buy the whole thang
See most of my niggas really still deal cocaine
My roof back, my money rides
I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm runnin' like
When they snatch black, I cry for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, servin' a hundred lifes
Every day I'm hustlin'
Ev-every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Ev-every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm, every day I'm
We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
I caught a charge
(You caught a charge?)
I caught a charge
(Yea?)
Whip it real hard, whip it, whip it real hard
Ain't bout no funny shit, still bitches and business
I'm on my money shit still whippin' them Benzes
Major league who catchin'? Because I'm pitchin'
Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's finish
I feed 'em steroids to strengthen up all my chickens
They flyin' over Pacifics to be specific
Triple C's, you know it's back, we holdin' sacks
So nigga go on rat, run and tell 'em that
Mo' cars, mo' hoes, mo' clothes, mo blows
Every day I'm hustlin'
Ev-every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Ev-every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm, every day I'm
It's time to spend my thrills, custom spinnin' wheels
I ain't drove in a week them bitches spinnin' still
Talk about me ‘cause these suckers scared to talk about me
Killers chalkin' bout me, it ain't no talk about me
It ain't no walkin' 'round me, see all these killers 'round me
Lot of drug dealin' 'round me goin' down in Dade County
Don't tote no twenty-twos, Magnum cost me twenty-two
Sat it on them twenty-twos, birds go for twenty-two
Lil' mama super thick, she say she twenty-two
She seen them twenty-twos, we in room two twenty-two
I touch work like I'm convertible Burt
I got distribution so I'm convertin' the work
In the M-I-A yo! Them niggaz rich off that yayo
Steady slangin' yayo, my Chevy bangin' aiyyo
Every day I'm hustlin'
Ev-every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Ev-every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
Every day I'm, every day I'm
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