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hustlin' - skilla baby lyrics

[intro]
huh?
huh?
(ayo, [?])

[chorus]
we still in the trap house thuggin’ it
the junkies here like the comfort inn
we ain’t leavin’ ’til they bust it in, ooh, ooh
i’m hustlin’
in the trap like the comfort inn
junkies here, they lovin’ it
i ain’t leavin’ ’til they bust it in, ooh, ooh

[verse 1]
i need my percentage off every block
i supply the rock, tell the cops suck my c*ck
dope sales, broke scales
junkies doin’ blow smells at the motel
hope these n*ggas don’t sell sh*t, they be so for real
you ain’t gotta tell me you ain’t tell, n*gga, don’t tell
these n*ggas out here hustlin’ for fake
how many times dog got a slime that be a snake?
how many days dog got a grind before he skate?
how many times a n*gga got a sell down? just build a cake
sk!lla baby anything less than a f*ckin’ beast
to think a n*gga really let that sink through his t**th
[chorus]
we hustlin’
in the trap house thuggin’ it
the junkies here like the comfort inn
we ain’t leavin’ ’til they bust it in, ooh, ooh
i’m hustlin’
in the trap like the comfort inn
junkies here, they lovin’ it
i ain’t leavin’ ’til they bust it in, ooh, ooh

[verse 2]
my white boy probably snort a ‘script of blues a week
soon as you run out of paper, you gon’ lose the beef
came back like— b*tch, please
i can’t be doin’ petty sh*t, i play with big cheese
eighty thousand on the table, this brick cheese
just to buy us five houses, we gon’ rent these
seventy*five racks, all tens, fives, and ones
five racks in another rubber band, all dubs
baby say she love me, it’s all love
n*ggas’ll throw the whole up and wait for some crumbs
n*ggas wanna steal my shine, it ain’t my [?]
i’ll never k!ll my vibe for no grudge, b*tch

[chorus]
we hustlin’
in the trap house thuggin’ it
the junkies here like the comfort inn
we ain’t leavin’ ’til they bust it in, ooh, ooh
i’m hustlin’
in the trap like the comfort inn
junkies here, they lovin’ it
i ain’t leavin’ ’til they bust it in, ooh, ooh
[verse 3]
i can’t never sell my soul for no love
’cause i really put my soul on my songs
if i cut you off for no reason, not wrong
i can’t even f*ck with that boy if he told
i ain’t got no love for that man if he stole
you can’t tell you talkin’ to a boss? watch your tone
hustlin’
thuggin’ it, huh

- skilla baby lyrics

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