dillinger - flat foot hustling lyrics
say, my daddy was a great old man
and so he die with a shovel in his hand
and [?] is what i’ve gone
[scatting]
tell you bout di sound that keep me rockin, you know
say, me mother born as a true born hustler
say, me poppa born as a true born scuffler
but now me born as a hustler, woo
see, say me gone on di hustling
well i tell you, dis a flat foot hustling
‘co make me look little scuffling
seh flat foot hustling
i said, i went up to [?] come fi set up a plan
and hear dem a babylon a mash up me plan
it was a flat foot hustling
co’ make me look little scuffling
me mother born as a true born hustler
say, me poppa born as a true born scuffler
say, six pencе in my pocket and i really can’t stop
i’m going on to spend it at thе corner shop
it was a flat foot hustling
co’ make me look little scuffling [here i come again]
watch your step, and i would tell you, say
she carry me ackee, go a linstead market
seh, not a quatty would sell
tell you, seh, me carry me ackee, go a linstead market
seh, not a quatty would sell
tell you, seh, all dem do, just a feel up, squeeze up
seh, not a quatty would sell
well, i tell you, dis a flat foot hustling
seh, di natty gone pon di scuffling
me seh, me take out me mop and me set up a trap
an’ me have them under tight rap
me seh, me take out me mop and me set up a trap
an’ me have them under tight rap
well, i tell you, natty have them under tight rap
well, i say, di natty have them under tight rap
fear dis a flat foot hustling
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