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Hustle Gang
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[Bridge] Every day I’m all about that dollar bill hoe That R S P T I kill for Lost a hundred grand, made a hundred mill though My money long, your money short, back out still doe [Hook] I’m lookin good, I roll the block I’m all about that GDOD, hoe, get dough or die Say I ain’t getting it, who don' told the lie? I’m all about that GDOD, hoe, get dough or die [Verse 1] Say girl stand, stakin cash I can't get enough P.. hanging on my [bad word] I don’t give a [bad word] You talkin paper, hit is up, we get them figures up The order I’m payin for, I hit them niggas up Triple OG, they consider Slurp green like [bad word] you a sitting duck I park a drive, you suck a [bad word] then I’m still bonified GDOD, you know me homie, know I’m gonna ride My reputation all I got Some say I’m snitchin', [bad word] [bad word] who you talkin bout? [bad word] [bad word] we can have a paper work party But she ain’t got no patience, Shawty come and work for me [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2] I’m about that paper, I’mma get that til I die I have no understanding you, we’ll see when we can lie I’m ridin round solo with six heaters in my ride They say we ain’t getting money, they don’t [bad word] lie I’m like [bad word] rich, we getting cash by the pound We ain’t countin that so we gonna be countin for a while Cut through it when I shoot Now they through it in the top ‘Cause everybody came through Shawty take they ball [Verse 3] Get dough or die, they where you need it ho Though how the streets talkin' you a dead man walkin' And I just bought a Louie belt to hold that 40 If you play I'mma shoot yout to the death with that big ol 40 For real, I’m Gucci out no Jeter Don’t talk about yo real, boy I’m walkin on your real Any boogers in my ear cost me brick fair All white BBS’s look like fish scale [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 4] I’m all about my paper, bustin for my cheddar The reason why you broke ‘cause you don’t know no better You not talkin' money I can’t see your visions All I do is getting money, that my true religion I will bust it down, pass when you were washin' dishes You was workin for the man, now we’re still gettin' in it We ain’t ghosts in the ghost, nothing is rented I don’t even know the price, [bad word] I just spend it You see them Forgiato [bad word] I pull em on the curb If she’s not a bad [bad word] she getting no swerve Can’t even swing a rack, no sir I’m a selling digit [bad word] like a phone number [Bridge] [Hook]
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