Hustle Hard Remix (feat. Rick Ross & Lil Wayne) Song Lyrics

G Mix (I do it)
Hustle, hustle, hustle (yeah)
Hustle, hustle, hustle (G-Mix)
This the remix
Hustle, hustle, hustle

Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard (okay) (hard)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out until August
Show money deposits
See the shit then I cop it
Got but a house note in my pocket
I'm on South Beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass soft
Something outta that catalog
She introduced to that lock jaw

And I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about them Franklins
Ain't talkin' Aretha
Bitch my league too major
I'm hip hop Derek Jeter

And I'm still feeling my pockets
Big bass and it's knocking
Yeah, this be that remix
But still ride around with that rocket
Nigga walking back to my household
"We The Best" be that logo
Hundred grand for that neck glow
All about the dinero
Nigga flow so retarded
We be getting gnarly