Pharoahe Monch - Hustler (Puppet Street) lyrics
[Pharoahe Monch - Hustler Puppet Street lyrics]
Got four dames with me in the slow lane
Coupe Deville, so hard
They told me they want to
Sniff some unemployment lines
I gave them equal opportunity, blow jobs
Menace to society
Drink a flask of Bacardi fast, crash
Claim sobriety still pass a polygraph
Nina in my right hand
Her cousins on the night stand
I ain't never work a day in
My life for the white man
I am the most imaginative pimp
Slick sentences, diatribes defenseless
When soliloquies set in, it's like cyanide
Lord, I have tried to learn these hoes
But they are hard headed, so god please
Let it be known that I'm a hustler
I'm glad we could make it out you're so cool
You're so cool and it hurts, now
Kleptomaniac, they used to call me Lefty
Poppa was a rolling stone
The streets is all he left me
So now it's better when I jettison
Jet set, jet ski, cool out
You know man, kick back, Jet Li
I even use to sta, sta, sta, sta
Stutter when I talk
But now the cops know that I
Bop with a ca ca cane
When I be walking up the block
The way they jock my whip
I call it Secretariat
Various horses inside my stable
It's hilarious
Scavengers live vicariously thru
The hustler pimp and bottom feed (SKRIMPS)
No woman is exempt - I hustle
So that I can see weed
Scrilla, deceased commanders and chiefs
Seaweed
Liberal, I do not discriminate with customers
It's the shit you couldn't sniff
If you was Mr snuffleupagus
Stay after that green bitch, Captain Kirk
Muscle up or eat a knuckle sandwich cause
I will never struggle i'm a Hustler