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Hustle Hard T-Mix Lyrics

Same old city
Just a different day
26 a second .. this way
I've been to my daddy's house
It was full of dudes
Clap your hands nigger
You know what we do



Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard



..we are the best so how could you stop it
Solo so let me caught a mother f-cker ..
I cut the lights off low low
Nigger what you want I got it
..that's the reason I am hungry
Leave with 5 or 6 Ferrari
.. I'll be off and I got it
.. got a strip club in my house ..
Switch under the
Nigger don't stop the party
.. is my hobby
If you think they can't hear me turn my microphone
Cause the same old city
Just a different day
26 a second .. this way
I've been to my daddy's house
It was full of dudes
Clap your hands nigger
You know what we do



Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard

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