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hustle & grit - pimpton lyrics

(yea
yea yea yea yea yea)

[verse]
bankroll bankroll
cash a cheque when the bank close
summertime got a mink on
hey baby got pink on
so saucy and he splash too
drip drip got that ragu
cheer up, why you mad boo?
pimp pimp, bring that sask through
saskatoon with pimpton
had it hot like lipton
hide your thot before you miss her
everybody know mistah
zoom zoom in that european
sh*tting on em, can’t stop peeing
i’m an alien, you’re just a being
i guess that’s what you’re used to being
awn, see i’m so different and fresh
the difference between the yankees and the mets
between a rookiе and vet, the cookies and tеch
the p*ssies and threats, still off in the jets
please confess, can we talk about it?
master p, i’m still bout it bout it
won’t do nothing now without deposits
rich n*gga made it out the projects
still trappin’ going crazy bungee jumping
still going dumb on a yellow bus
still in the hood like double dutch
get your hustle up, better bubble up
ice city oakland, it was gutter bruh
heard you couldn’t relate to where i was coming from
this tobacco got cancer, you don’t really want the smoke with us
(yea)
[chorus]
on it right now, but give me a minute
i swear i’ll be off it
n*ggas be hatting, cause b*tches is on us
but i do not fault them
ask how i’m doing, you ask how i’m living
i tell you it’s awesome
i’m hustling, gritting, and gritting and gritting
i’m chasing this profit
(yea)

[verse]
hustlin, grittin n’ grittin, i’m grinding and chasing this profit
lovin the life that i lead, i put my trust in god & the process
n*ggas pretend that they happy for me i can tell that they joshin
sell it whenever i tell it, my pockets hold heads like a coffin
melanin popping, you can’t tell me nothing
to h*ll with ya comments, perspective redundant
my kushy so pungent, offend everyone at the function
that lil sh*t ain’t bussin, that boy live a lie he stay sussing
acting like that sh*t could fly, man these brothers ain’t wright, pull that rug right from under him
i been the guy since way back in ’05, pop the trunk have the whole city rumbling
keep me a chick, with some big ol’ fat tits, and an ass that sit plump like a dumpling
roll up and blow ganja all*day
just a young n*gga having my way
i had to tell fab the play
stack so many deads, i can’t pass away
yea i get a bag out the mud
my name could be cassius clay
i tell you it’s awesome, you ask how i’m living, i’m bossin
stay fly like a comet, hustle, i’m chasing this profit
(yea)
[chorus]
on it right now, but give me a minute
i swear i’ll be off it
n*ggas be hatting, cause b*tches is on us
but i do not fault them
ask how i’m doing, you ask how i’m living
i tell you it’s awesome
i’m hustling, gritting, and gritting and gritting
i’m chasing this profit
(yea)

- pimpton lyrics

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