paroles de chanson Show You How to Hustle - Pharrell Williams
Yo,
uh,
huh,
yes
sir
Turn
everything
up
some
more
The
drums
you
know,
the
music
and
shit
(Holla
back)
I'm
goin'
for
it
now
(Holla
back)
Yes
sir
(Holla
back)
Hey,
yo
In
the
heart
of
a
re-up,
it's
somthin'
like
a
G
up
MCA
fingering
that
B
up
or
that
C
up
Fiends
creep
up
with
their
flesh
lookin'
beat
up
And
my
tennis
ball
is
stuffed
with
enough
work
to
fill
a
tea
cup
He
opened
up
his
jacket
I
opened
up
my
packet
He
pulled
out
his
money
I'm
pullin'
out
that
honey
He
stuff
it
in
his
stem
soon
as
he
took
it
from
me
Yellow
teeth
chaffed
lips
and
his
nose
is
runny
He
lit
that
shit,
he
hit
that
quick
as
if
I
was
high
I
asked
him
where
them
bricks
at
shit
He
smiled
as
if
he
was
payin'
homage
He
said
in
the
back
of
the
apartment
Where
they
be
selling
ganja
But
beware
of
the
AK
held
by
HM
Thomas
Son
gotta
keep
him
high
in
them
bottoms
or
some
old
pyjamas
I
said
shit
ma
nigga
take
another
hit
We
ran
up
in
that
crib
with
them
Uzis
and
them
Sigs
Give
up
the
work
or
we
tyin'
up
the
kids
Did
I
get
that
work,
what
you
think?
Yes
I
did
I
didn't
actually
that
wasn't
true
and
If
you
aspire
to
hustle,
that's
a
how
to,
to
you
This
that
shit
make
you
wanna
hustle
Carry
square
guns
shootin'
metal
with
muffles
Trunk
full
of
cash
with
a
couple
of
duffles
So
we
can
sip
wine
and
eat
a
bundle
of
truffles
We
gonna
show
you
how
to
hustle
(Holla
back)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Holla
back)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Ya
follow
that)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Well,
follow
this)
It's
incredible
how
I
etch
my
plans
out
To
be
physically
subtle
and
financially
stand
out
You
should
see
me
stick
that
big
S
on
my
anso
And
literally
call
destructure
so
no
one
can
touch
ya
Teenage
girls'll
love
ya
and
models
wanna
fuck
ya
Ice
cream
ya
way
on
to
somebody's
magazine
cover
So
much
money
that
the
lid
threatens
eruption
and
The
bank
says
you
don't
have
to
call
like
you're
Usher
And
I
ain't
kill
or
sell
drugs
to
nobody
But
I
know
niggas
that
kill
and
stretch
work
like
pilates
Nigga
the
crack
house
was
literally
right
beside
me
When
them
fiends
hit
that
shit
they
kicked
just
like
karate
We
named
one
Bruce
lie,
one
slim
Kelly
Who
issued
too
much
quicker
than
Luis
rank
and
M
belly
Yeah,
I
escaped
but
there's
nothing
you
can
tell
me
'Cause
thought
I
paper
chase,
my
memories
won't
fail
me
This
that
shit
make
you
wanna
hustle
Carry
square
guns
shootin'
metal
with
muffles
Trunk
full
of
cash
with
a
couple
of
duffles
So
we
can
sip
wine
and
eat
a
bundle
of
truffles
We
gonna
show
you
how
to
hustle
(Holla
back)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Holla
back)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Ya
follow
that)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Well,
follow
this)
In
the
hood,
wake
up
to
the
hammer
noise
Sound
like
the
work
of
my
jerks
the
swagger
boys
Pull
up
and
them
eyes
wide
open,
stack
of
toys
If
your
girl
want
to
leave
with
us
that's
her
choice
The
feelin'
throbbin'
I
got
it
and
poppin'
phenomanal
Nigga
signed
a
million
dollar
cheque
with
his
pyjamas
on
Film
it
like
a
porno
no
need
to
re-word
it
Nigga
the
enzo
just
came
and
I
ain't
have
to
jerk
it
Yeah,
niggas
you
heard
it
the
perversion
of
stars
I
guess
if
I
go
in
my
garage,
it'd
be
a
menage
Niggas
can't
hate
on
this
like
summer
in
'84
When
we
high
off
potato
chips
New
cript
and
Florida
were
the
soul
core
corridors
Yes
them
babies
mine,
fuck
I
need
to
go
on
my
reefa
Rewire
my
brain,
aspire
to
attain,
tell
Jacob
Light
on
the
platinum,
keep
the
fire
in
the
chain
Yikes
I
mean
ice
on
the
motherfucker
gleam
I
guess
if
my
ice
is
fire,
it
leave
you
niggas
stinged
See
there's
you
there's
me
and
there's
between
If
you
remove
the
between,
you
see
I
achievin'
you
dreams
This
that
shit
make
you
wanna
hustle
Carry
square
guns
shootin'
metal
with
muffles
Trunk
full
of
cash
with
a
couple
of
duffles
So
we
can
sip
wine
and
eat
a
bundle
of
truffles
We
gonna
show
you
how
to
hustle
(Holla
back)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Holla
back)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Ya
follow
that)
So
you
can
style
all
these
sneakers
(Well,
follow
this)
Yo,
uh,
huh,
yes
sir
Turn
everything
up
some
more
The
drums
you
know,
the
music
and
shit
1 I'ma G
2 How Does It Feel
3 Raspy ****
4 Keep It
5 Smack Down
6 It's Despicable
7 Life
8 Yes
9 I'm Good
10 Have It All
11 Popular
12 Show You How to Hustle
13 Wrong Girl
14 Feet Don't Fail Me Now
15 Cheaters
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