Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana - Bonafide Hustla lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana - Bonafide Hustla lyrics]
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, Hustla
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, hustla
(i can't feel my face)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (ya)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(you know I gotta stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(I'ma)
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on (I stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(You know I gotta stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(Ya you know that I'ma)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(alright)
I'm on my grind
Fuck bitches money on my mind
Ho get in line, respect me like a stop sign
I'm in my prime
The brights you see it's my time
But fuck my wrists I need
That money in my palm sellin palm trees
In beaches in shorts sleeves
Fly your bitch down here bet
Ya she won't leave
Exspensive car keys and glasses, t-shirts
Pants's i keep money on me like dancers, see
Everybody got problems
And money is the answer
The teacher ain't pickin everybody
With they hands up
What are we to do but get paid
Get ya grass up number one fan of the money
Join the fan club
These boys don't know paper like I know paper
Nigga I'm still on 2004 paper
I'm tryin to get some more paper
I ain't tryin to die with no paper
That's why a nigga stay
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (Ok)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (Ok)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(It's too easy man)
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on
(i can't feel my face)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(You know i)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(You know i)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(That im'a, ya, ya, ya, ya)
First Class LV's on the luggage V-8's in the
Car this the life how you want it
I do it big easy does it hows
I does it when I does it pretty chicks every
Night and we fuckin
I get paper get cash get ass later
It's money first ass later skip past haters
The brown paper bag taker
Straight to the dealer
Just give me paper tags i'll take her
Then, I leave out with the sun roof
Cracked blowin weed out, two fingers up
Yup peace out
I sense money like bees sense honey like k-9
Dogs sense drugs I sense it all
I got alot but I'm sensing more
And if you fuckin with my
Money then I'm sensing war
I smell a war send it on I'm a G too
Bonafide known to ride see you when I see you
AYE!
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
Hustla Hustla Hustla Hustla
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, hustla
(i can't feel my face)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (ya)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(you know I gotta stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(I'ma)
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on (I stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(You know I gotta stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(Ya you know that I'ma)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(alright)
I'm on my grind
Fuck bitches money on my mind
Ho get in line, respect me like a stop sign
I'm in my prime
The brights you see it's my time
But fuck my wrists I need
That money in my palm sellin palm trees
In beaches in shorts sleeves
Fly your bitch down here bet
Ya she won't leave
Exspensive car keys and glasses, t-shirts
Pants's i keep money on me like dancers, see
Everybody got problems
And money is the answer
The teacher ain't pickin everybody
With they hands up
What are we to do but get paid
Get ya grass up number one fan of the money
Join the fan club
These boys don't know paper like I know paper
Nigga I'm still on 2004 paper
I'm tryin to get some more paper
I ain't tryin to die with no paper
That's why a nigga stay
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (Ok)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (Ok)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(It's too easy man)
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on
(i can't feel my face)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(You know i)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(You know i)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
(That im'a, ya, ya, ya, ya)
First Class LV's on the luggage V-8's in the
Car this the life how you want it
I do it big easy does it hows
I does it when I does it pretty chicks every
Night and we fuckin
I get paper get cash get ass later
It's money first ass later skip past haters
The brown paper bag taker
Straight to the dealer
Just give me paper tags i'll take her
Then, I leave out with the sun roof
Cracked blowin weed out, two fingers up
Yup peace out
I sense money like bees sense honey like k-9
Dogs sense drugs I sense it all
I got alot but I'm sensing more
And if you fuckin with my
Money then I'm sensing war
I smell a war send it on I'm a G too
Bonafide known to ride see you when I see you
AYE!
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
Hustla Hustla Hustla Hustla