Ace Hood - Hustle Hard Lyrics

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Hustle hustle hustle hustle

Hustle hustle hustle hustle

Hustle hustle hustle

Same old shit just a different day

Out here tryna get it each and every way

Mama need a house baby need some shoes

Times are getting hard guess what I'ma do

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Big bank in my pocket

Double up with my profit

See this shit then I cop it

Gimme that there and then drop it

Homie hold up with my mojo

Peep the whip and the logo

24's and they low pro

I bet she fucking I know so

Nigga ain't no doubt about it

Riding 'round with that rocket

Load it up and I cock it

Send 'bout a couple off in your nog

And hear them 808's and they knocking

Whole club and they rocking

Rose in them buckets

All my homies up in here vibing

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Nigga big shit in my household

Real niggas I die for

Creeping off in that Tahoe

All about their Delogione

Nigga don't stop the party

We be getting naughty

Old kimosabe homie's

Chiefing like I'm Marley

'Cause it's the same old shit just a different day

Out here tryna get it each and every way

Mama need a house baby need some shoes

Times are getting hard guess what I'ma do

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay now all I know is hustle

Get it off the muscle black is my attire

Keep them sticks off in that cupboard nigga

I be going hard bitch I'm going hard

I just hit the mall you just swipe the card

I'm with a couple Latin broads

I just do menage

Fuck you other guys

Pussy telling lies

Homie free my nigga AG

Fuck you niggas pay me

Swagging in my saline

Two door coupe Mercedes

I am too much for you buster's

Bitches I don't trust 'em

Fuck 'em once I fuck 'em

Lust 'em never love 'em

They won't play me for no sucker

Play me for no paper

Make my bitches stomp her

Alpha zeta omega

Better no one really on it

Drive it bet I own it

Money is involved

Bet I know I'm on it

That's wording to my mother

Gotta get it one way or another

I put that on my brother

I'm out here on the corner

But it's same old shit just a different day

Out here tryna get it each and every way

Mama need a house baby need some shoes

Times are getting hard guess what I'ma do

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Hustle hustle hustle hard

Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

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