Lyrics:
hustlin is a habit
DAAAAMNNN
That ass ain’t plastic
Drop it low, shake it fast
Make the cash backflip
Like damn, baby throw that ass back
You ain’t ever
measured by
Heaven help us to answer why
Every minute of every day they die
Waiting and wondering all alone
Silent voices across the land
Speak in
fans (football)
They sleep again (they sleep)
We wake 'em up (wake up)
The champs is in (champion)
We walk backends (backends)
Wipe my sins (wipe,
on earth again
We promise seh we ago mek you memories live on till the end
You left a void
Inside our hearts (Inside our hearts)
When you left us
And gone
it can be a heavy burden
There’s this, this God-like quality about us, this magical essence about us
That people who don’t have it, who aren’t
On the floor, ladies shake that ass
Shake that, shake that ass, work it, twerk it, drop it fast
Fellas, whip your dick out, whip, whip your dick out
Indiana Jones
say
On the floor, ladies shake that ass
Shake that, shake that ass, work it, twerk it, drop it fast
Fellas, whip your dick out – whip, whip your
She did go
She got my jokes
Sit why we win
Go by the sin
Get high, get quick
Get bopping on a stick
Hollywood
Shake by go
Get barking
gon’ get it up
Feeling us feeling us
Look at her face I can tell that she feeling us
She wanna sit with us
Throwing that bread she gon’ shake it
'Cause I'm hated by many men (Many men)
And I do, I got many friends
I just stick with my brothers, no comin' in
(Comin' in) niggas be politics
I just sit
the words you like
I know the haters gone believer
Shake them like you throwing dice
I might even hold ya hand
Never took them boys advices
They ain't never
and shake us, I met this freak in Vegas
She said her name was Donna
She was a built little freak from China
I said I don't pimp or gigolo
I'm havin' so
and shake us, I met this freak in Vegas
She said her name was Donna
She was a built little freak from China
I said I don't pimp or gigolo
I'm havin' so
these walls come down
They'll shake us
We fight not to be, not to be weightless
Oh when all these stars hit ground
They'll wake us
We fight not to be, not
go shake this busta)
No problem, handle your business and let's go
I guess he's not satisfying, she said
"Hammer would you sign the tit's so my
Man
breaths
Exhale a slow death
Euphanasia
Ain't nothing that can save us (come on)
It what you make it
Thug Life is sacred
We can't shake it
So we don't fake
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
again
My hood is the ghetto
Black magic in the hood, it's tragic but understood
Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood
Even what's bad becomes
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make
M1OnTheBeat
Woi
Yes (M1OnTheBeat)
Yes
Woi
Again and again again and again
Yeah
Yo
Chubbs might jam this yute for a chain
And give it to a sweet one
ashes all fall down
Now watch as the ball revolves and the nightime calls
And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls
By and by again
up from the hole you're in
Remind you how to smile again
Some people say that we're not right
Keep telling us they want to fight
So all our friends are
that we've been all faced with
We take our chances but they all wasted
And once again you see me (marching, mobbing)
But how long must I continue
got wet and it smelled like death
I was tired as hell, I was drippin' sweat
But I was all up in her tryin' to hold my breath
Bake and shake us, I met
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