Lyrics Hu$Tle Man - Jay Prezi

On the mound
On the mound
On the mound
Play the post
Hit El Plaga tell em dump it down
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
On the mound
On the mound
On the mound
Play the post
Hit El Plaga tell em dump it down
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man

Need that bread
Get that bread
Spend that bread
Stack that bread
Stack that shit up to the ceiling fan
Hustle man
Hustle man
Hustle man
100 Bands
100 Bands
100 Bands
Benjamins thats my friend
Till the end
Fuck these n*ggas (fuck em')
They be losin' and I gotta win
On the block
Gotta cop
Fuck the cops
On my block
Open shop then you might get shot

On the mound
On the mound
On the mound
Play the post
Hit El Plaga tell em dump it down
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
On the mound
On the mound
On the mound
Play the post
Hit El Plaga tell em dump it down
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man

Gucci fits
Gucci this
Gucci that
Fendi duffel
Full of racks it come from the trap
Foreign whips
Foreign bitch
Foreign trips
I was broke with no work, rolling clips
Now I'm up
Ain't no luck
Double up
Harlem shit
It get lit
Hustle till we rich
Know the vibe
We outside
Never high
Ask about me
They gone tell ya, never lied

On the mound
On the mound
On the mound
Play the post
Hit El Plaga tell em dump it down
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
On the mound
On the mound
On the mound
Play the post
Hit El Plaga tell em dump it down
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man