Various Artists - Hustlin' (Remix) lyrics

Hold up Who you haters think you talking to, I'm the f**ing boss White on white, G4, hater get lost I'm in the air I don't hear n***as corny raps Ya n***a Hov is back, that n***a Hov is back I got a honey bun, no not a chick I got a honey bun, millions n***a I got couple hundred them Ninety-nine problems prick, don't become the hundredth one 'Less you got a hundred lives murder bout a hundred, uh We don't resort to violence, we on resorts and islands With linen shorts and shades, 'case they thought you was lying My Louis slippers, Polo top Linen shorts so my balls don't get hot, ha ha Yeah I balls a lot, now I owns the team Ricky Ross, Young Jeezy we owns the scene Stop playing with me lames y'all not my equal It ain't no coincidence that my age is a kilo Which means that I'm pordo, which means that I'm gordo Which means that I use a G4, like an auto I'm a walking memorial I'm legendary for whipping whipping that raw So n***a just let that chorus go