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    Ace Hood - Hustle Hard Remix
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    G Mix
    I do it
    (Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
    (G mix)
    This the remix

    Same old shit, just a different day
    Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
    Momma need a house (house)
    Baby need some shoes (shoes)
    Times are getting hard (hard)
    Guess what I'ma do (what's that?)
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

    Okay, I'm booked out until August
    Show money deposits
    See the shit then I cop it
    Got but a house note in my pocket
    I'm on south beach with the top off
    Bad bitch and her ass soft
    Something outta that catalog
    She introduced to that lock jaw
    And I think her name was Lisa
    Or maybe it was Sheila
    My Chevy sittin' too high
    I call that Wiz Khalifa
    And I'm all about them Franklins
    Ain't talkin' Aretha
    Bitch my league too major
    I'm hip hop Derek Jeter
    And I'm still feeling my pockets
    Big bass and its knocking
    Yeah this be that remix
    But still ride around with that rocket
    Nigga walking back to my household
    "We The best" be that logo
    Hundred grand for that neck glow
    All about the dinero
    Nigga flow so retarded
    We be getting gnarly
    Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy party 'cause its the

    Same old shit, just a different day
    Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
    Momma need a house (house)
    Baby need some shoes (shoes)
    Times are getting hard (hard)
    Guess what I'ma do
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

    Twenty fours on my Beemer
    You never know when I slide up
    Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I ride up
    Hundred deep in that K-O-D
    King of Diamonds that's me nigga
    No you bitches can't hit my beat
    Choppers only thing free niggas
    Step to me and I teach you
    Somebody text his picture
    Straight drop in my pika
    Ace knocking my speakers
    Last night I counted one mill
    This morning, one fifty
    Pussy niggas can't count me out,
    Don't make me hurt ya feelings, ah
    V twelve bugiddy jet blue, forget it
    Rolex embedded with princess and baguettes
    Same old brick, but's it's different yay
    Yeah that's candy paint, on my seven Tre

    Same old shit, just a different day
    Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
    Momma need a house (house)
    Baby need some shoes (shoes)
    Times are getting hard (hard)
    Guess what we gonna do
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

    OK, now, black card in my pocket
    Riding round in that 'Gatti
    Pistol off my boxers
    I ain't got time to be boxing
    Got a red bone she look tropic
    If she fuck me right then she shopping
    Young money we poppin'
    I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
    See that V-neck, that's Polo
    Grilled up like Ocho
    Chuck Taylors with no socks
    You niggas chicken, po' yo
    Nigga live in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
    Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
    Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
    Real nigga I'm authentic
    I'll fuck the bitches 'til she short winded
    Got a bad bitch who be bar tending
    Couple homies that gang bang
    I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
    Free my nigga T.I
    SooWoo to the beehive
    Got a G six and a G five
    You pussy niggas you feline
    Don't stop the party, we be getting gnarly
    Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fucus and Marley

    Cause its the same old shit, just a different day
    Out here tryna get it, each and every way
    Momma need a house, baby need some shoes
    They want that Carter Four, bitch, it's coming soon

    Same old shit, just a different day
    Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
    Momma need a house (house)
    Baby need some shoes (shoes)
    Times are getting hard (hard)
    Guess what I'ma gonna do (do)
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
    Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard
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