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Hustler

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Hustler was released on December 18, 1997 by Big House Music as a part of the album A Day Late and a Dollar Short

Song Details

AlbumA Day Late and a Dollar Short

Release DateDecember 18, 1997

LabelBig House Music

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM88

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

The Ballers

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

George Toneye Brown

George Toneye Brown

Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah baby

I know what you’re looking for

Cuz’ I got it right here, you know what I'm sayin'?

Tired of that ****, switchin'

Heh, switchin' more with that bitch, ain't he? Haha

You wanna be like me, don't cha'?

I'll tell you what, heh

So baby, believe me, when I caress, your sex appeal is real

No less, undress, so I can test and mess

With your energy, you into me

But my enemies are envyin' me and hinderin' me

I heard you used to date my homies brother

But he couldn't love you so you took another

Under covers it was me who was layin' in

When I pinned you to the mattress you loved it best, cuz' my style was wild

I guess he heard and started tellin' you words

That I was sexing everyone from here to Pittsburgh

Oh (I) miss Ohio, it was vital, you're his idol

And I was liable, to take this shit to my rivals

Survival, and I'm entitled, to positions, and all the kissin'

You were dishin' and in a mission, listen

I had you wishin', your intuition

Had you fixin' to ditch a **** that was bitchin'

Switching from player, to player hater he's a traitor

Mad cuz' your number's in my SkyPager

Later, we'll get in to it, and we can do it, in any manner

I love your sex talk and grammar

Lay deep between feet, in satin sheets

Reach your peak then release

You fall asleep, phones ringin', I hear ya **** singin'

How he missed you, wanna kiss you and lick you

He ain't steady and his shit is petty

So when I'm done with her I'll give her to you, be ready

'Fore that next player com and sweep her, you can't keep her

These motherfuckers know how to beat ya, and out-creep ya

So be Mr. Nice Guy if you wanna

And I'll be the **** that's on em'

You know what I'm sayin' baby? Heh

Straight hustler baby, heh, straight hustler

Do you want a punk or player?

Do you want a simp or pimp that can lay ya?

Do you want a baller, a buster, a truster?

Or do you want a **** that's a hustler?

You know what baby?

I never told you this but umm

When you lower your back

It makes a **** so wild, heh

A **** so high, you know what I'm sayin'?

Pack up the room is she home alone grab the phone

Get the dial tone dial the number now it's on

I captured her, in the black Acura, I didn't mack to her

My style attracted her, so I captured her

She asked me if wanna ride, and see the moonlight

Through a sunroof and drink 90 proof in the coupe

Can't complain, champagne has my attitude

Wanna cruise with my chocolate honeydew

Knew, when I met cha', I couldn't let ya

Get the better, of the situation that we facin'

Tracing red lights and corners, where we goin'?

To see the sun rise in the mornin', she ownin'

A condo in Daytona, beach front

We can smoke blunts and eat cantaloupe for brunch and hunch

On the patio, call me daddio

The black Fabio, or Super Mario

Whatever, is clever pull the lever, let's elevate

The passion, keep it lastin', in this fashion

Why you askin' if it's good? If I could

Put it in a bottle, I'd sell it tomorrow

And it'd be worth millions like Paul Getty

So baby keep it steady till' I'm ready

Are you ready? Heh, you ready for this hustler baby? ~

Well give it to me, give it to me

Do you want a punk or player?

Do you want a simp or pimp that can lay ya?

Do you want a baller, a buster, a truster?

Or do you want a **** that's a hustler?

Yeah. Hello Mr. Buster

I appreciate them 2 bills you gave your bitch last week

A **** can sure use it, you know what I'm sayin'

But look here ****, I'ma need you to

Look over to her next week, cuz uh

**** need them charge OZ's, you know what I'm sayin'

And by the way ****, she told me you ain't pay her phone bill last week

**** what the fuck do you think you're doing?

How the fuck she gone pay me with her shit off?

You know what I'm sayin'

Straight buster ass ****, everywhere

Everywhere! You know what I'm sayin'

Even in my crew. Heh

Yeah I got some buster ass friends

Don't be hard... see what I'm saying

Straight ****, you know?

Wanna be hardcore? Climb out the bathroom door?

About his bitch, heh

You know what I'm sayin'

****'ll trip, you know what I'm sayin'

But be what you be ****, you are what you are

You know what I'm sayin' ****

If the shoe fit, **** start kickin'

Haha, and stop bitchin'

Written by: George Toneye Brown

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