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prezidential candidates – hustle hard (remix) lyrics

[intro: ace hood]
(hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)

[hook: ace hood]
same old sh-t, just a different day
out here tryna get it, each and every way
momma need a house
baby need some shoes
times are getting hard
guess what i’m a do?
hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard

[ace hood:]
ok, i’m booked out until august
show money deposits
see the sh-t then i cop it
got but a house note in my pocket
i’m on south beach with the top off
bad b-tch and her -ss off
something outta that catalogue
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 the ben franklins
ain’t talkin’ aretha
b-tch my league too major
i’m hip hop derek jeter
and i’m still feelin’ my pockets
big b-ss and it’s knockin’
yeah this be that remix
but still ride around with that rocket
i’ll go walking back to my household
“we the best” be that logo
hundred grand for that neck glow
all about the dinero
n-gga flow so r-t-rded
we be gettin’ gnarley
oh kimosabe, it be me, ross, weezy, party, ‘cuz it’s the

[verse 2: prez]
ok
half a zip in my pocket, eyes be poppin’ outta my sockets
you be smokin’ like bob marley? we be smokin’ like some rockets
you can become my target, ‘cuz i know y’all f-ggots closet
got ’em listenin’ like i’m a prophet, from the west coast down to charlotte
no one taught me how to hustle, i pummel, watch ’em struggle
i dominate and they muddle, please don’t ask what’s in my duffel
or you can catch some trouble, my dudes shuffle with shovels
feel the blade across them veins, when we rumble
i might f-ck around with them bottles, weed makes me feel marvel-
-us be the rap consuls, get hostile, in them brothels
we went by “chaotic”, now we the kings of narcotics
these exotic antibiotics, they make me feel neurotic
we gon’ hustle, hustle, hustle hard
closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard

[rick ross:]
24’s on my beemer
you never know when i slide up
19 in my nina, red dot when i ride up
hundred deep in that k.o.d
king of diamonds that’s me n-gga
no you b-tches can’t get my beat
choppers only thing free n-ggas
step to me and i teach you
somebody text his preacher
straight drop in my beaker
ace knocking my speakers
last night i counted 1 mill
this morning 150
p-ssy n-ggas can’t count me out, don’t make me hurt ya feelings, ah
v12 bugiady, 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 7 tre

[hook: lil wayne]
same old sh-t, just a different day
out here tryna get it, each and every way
momma need a house, baby need some shoes
times are getting hard, guess what we gon’ do?
hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

[ace hood]
closed mouths don’t get fed on this boulevard

[verse 4: lil wayne]
ok, now, black card in my buggy
riding round in that daddy
pistol off my boxers
i ain’t got time to be boxing
got a red bone she look tropic
if she f-ck me right then she shoppin’
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 n-ggas chicken, pollo
n-gga live on sundays, king of diamonds monday
swagger just dumb, call it kelly bundy
got a big house with a backyard, fish tank with sharks in it
real n-gga i’m authentic
i’ll f-ck the b-tches ’til she short winded
got a bad b-tch who be bartendin’
couple homies that gang bang
i get on anybody track, and hit that b-tch with that wayne train
free my n-gga t.i
soowoo to the beehive
got a g6 and a g5
you p-ssy n-ggas, you feline
don’t stop the party, we be gettin’ gnarley
oh kimosabe, i’m with mack, fucus and marley

‘cuz it’s the same old sh-t, 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 iv, b-tch, it’s comin’ soon

- prezidential candidates lyrics

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