Текст песни Over Here Hustlin' - Birdman feat. Lil Wayne

Somebody say something to me
Well tell them I say fuck it
Cocky I know
I work hard bitch
I can do that, that right

Now hoe don't ask me what I'm doing, thats me in the hook
And I just keep on getting it getting it like a ni' in the book
Yes Wayne straight like a key of that good
If your bitch don't know the rules then I will read her the book
I got the key to the boat
I got the key to the jet
I got the key to success
Get money invest
Read up with the rest

I got a Swedish connect
That means my weed is the best
Yoke to even the stress
Ok the coupe is ridiculous and the Jeep is a mess
That's called my bullets and lugers
I put 'em deep in your neck
Adam's apple meet banana clip
You know my script, I just get my chips and then I dip and then I dip

They say the bullshit walks, the money talks
So I don't answer, I don't answer unless the money calls
Yeah that's my word, thats my word know I will front for y'all
It's money over everything and bitches under all
M-O-B

We over here hustling, we over here grinding
Yeah shawty
I wish one of them pussies would tell me something nigga
Fuck, like father like son we going to bank on these bitches

Half a mill in the grill on these pussies
Pussy
Uptown we in this motherfucker
AK total
Hood rich motherfucker
Get money or die bitch
One hundred

I say uptown popping, uptown rocking, uptown made us
It's the home of the hard knocks
Cook up a whole block, hit it up in all white
Riding with a chopper, black diamonds and it all nice
Shop till you pop bitch, do your own thing hoe
Got the game from Casey, Sucka Flow, sixth court
Bling bling king nigga, money ain't a thing nigga
Riding in a lamborghini, suicidal regal wings

Assault rifles, my little homies big poppers
Coming through the attic, 20 in the heli-chopper
Zip it and whip it nigga, that's how we ship it, nigga
Burn it and light it then we dip it and we hit it, nigga
I spent a mill on my grill for real
Cause we be stunting while we hustling, nigga making these hills
We be grinding while we shining, nigga packing that still
Stay fly, get money, nigga stacking them bills

We over here hustling, we over here grinding
We over here hustling, we over here grinding
We over here hustling, we over here grinding
I'm all, I'm all about my paper, I'm all, I'm all about my paper
We over here hustling, we over here grinding
We over here hustling, we over here
We over here hustling, we over here grinding
I'm all, I'm all about my paper, I'm all, I'm all about my paper

I say we deep in the game nigga, we switchin them lanes nigga
Got blood money homie
No pain, no gain nigga
Fifty a fame nigga, a G a name nigga.
That's what we do nigga, claim your fame, nigga
Hop out a range, nigga
Fang in hand, nigga
Stop all that repping, 'fore I send some flames nigga
All this money nigga
Jewelry and fame nigga
Cause we be stunting nigga
Moving them things nigga

Paper paper, paper
All I need is paper
Green paper
White chalk, yellow tape will
Make your shirt look like you got on the butcher's apron
Go ahead and make the steak then bitch nigga
Bitch, nigga talking
This is how money sound
I'm just chilling but my money still running round
Yeah, and I do's what I does
You niggas couldn't even be who I was

Unbelieveable
Un-motherfucking-believeable the type of shit we do
Shit whats the business OG Jones
Casey, Shahim, Mohad, World
What it do OG Cowsin, Po Milla, Carls Jack
My nigga Squaloo, Wet Loofas
All my hood rich Gs
And one of my nigga's gangsters
All of my AK totals
Get money or die bitch