Wiz Khalifa, K Camp, Juicy J - Respect lyrics

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[Wiz Khalifa, K Camp, Juicy J - Respect lyrics]

Mr cap you ready? Um hmm
You finna kill this shit, yeah
Pass that bong over there bro

When you stay all on your
Job and stay focused you gon' be the best
Do what you can when your team get a chance
Put it all to the test came for it all
Know you heard this before but
I done more with less
Grindin', you fall now you done with the tour
Get it all off your chest
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect when you go hard
You go hard and don't stop
Until ain't nothin' left

I just wanna pull up with
My trunk in the front
I just wanna pull up with
My niggas smokin' joints
I just wanna pull up with
A bitch with no Instagram
I just wanna pull up to
The club just to start
When you a young nigga
You can have anything you want
When you a young nigga
You can have any bitch you want
When you a young nigga
You can drive what you wanna drive
When you a young nigga
You can buy what you wanna buy
Havin' fun with some bitches
Smokin' weed in the ride
On the corner with my dogs
Drinkin' gin to survive
Ain't from the bottom? You can't understand
Bank in my hand, your bitch think I'm the man
Yes I am

When you stay out and
Your chopper stay focused
She gone be the best
Do what you can when your team get a chance
Put it all to the test came for it all
Know you heard this before but
I don't more less
Grindin', you fall now you done with the tour
Get it all off your chest
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect when you go hard
You go hard and don't stop
Until ain't nothin' left

All my pockets overweight
Appetite for all this cake
Money man, I still run this game
I'm in perfect shape
Moonrocks, keep me high as tube socks
Bird one
Keep it pimpin' and pay close attention
You might learn somethin'
My family is all I need
I make sure that we gon' eat
Overtime, 25 hours, 8 days a week
I remember back when I was broke
How could I forget?
Nine bathrooms in my crib
I got a pot to piss
My look my momma's face when I
Bought her a new home
My mom, we finally made it
Them hard times is gone
Finally made it legit
Ain't no way I'mma quit
Got a cone full of guacamole
Let's go get these chips
(Hustlin', hustlin')
All the money coming in so
Fast you can't resist (Hustlin', hustlin')
Cause there ain't no such thing
As gettin' too rich (Hustlin', hustlin')
You will never hear me say
I don't want no more (Hustlin', hustlin')
This Juicy J and gettin' to the
Money is all I know

When you stay out and
Your chopper stay focused
She gone be the best
Do what you can when your team get a chance
Put it all to the test came for it all
Know you heard this before but
I don't more less
Grindin', you fall now you done with the tour
Get it all off your chest
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect
Hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'
That's all they respect when you go hard
You go hard and don't stop
Until ain't nothin' left
Yo nigga keep it real with your
Motherfuckin' self and grind for
Your motherfuckin' self if you lookin'
For another nigga if you
Lookin' for another nigga to put
Food on your motherfuckin' table
Nigga you dumb as fuck you
A stupid ass nigga
You should go fuckin' take a
Gun and put it to
Your brains and blow your own
God damn brains out

You stupid as hell nigga
Don't be beggin' no nigga
For shit nigga, get your lazy ass up
Get out here and work nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
That's how we get this bread
We hustle nigga we gotta be out here
Man, up early in the motherfuckin' mornin'
Man to the next motherfuckin' morning
Man you know what I'm sayin'? How a
Nigga supposed to get this shit?

This shit don't, money don't grow on trees
Shit don't fall out the sky, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'? I know
You out there high and shit
You know what I'm sayin'? Niggas
Die for this shit man, niggas out here
On some real grind, nigga there's some
Fucked up motherfuckers out here man
You know what I'm sayin' man?

When a real life situation kick in
Your motherfuckin' kids
Hungry, your bills due, your
Motherfuckin' car broke down, man nigga
You gone be sicker than a motherfucker
Man we still gon' be gettin' money, we still
Gon' be gettin' high
We gon' be in the strip
Club, we gon' be bringin' in the bags left
And motherfuckin' right bringin'
Them bitches in
Throwin' that shit out like trash nigga
We gon' be gettin' high as fuck
Laughin' at you ol' stupid
Ass niggas out here man, the
Fuck outta here man, kill yourself nigga

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