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    "Hustla" Lyrics

    The Roots

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    [Black Thought]
    Let me tell you what priceless is, some advice to give
    A sacrifice is what I made for the wife and kids
    They say life's a bitch, but it's one life to live
    I want my baby where that cake and the icing is
    Out of them crisis-es, off of them vices-es
    They see what we do and grow up in all likenesses
    Really I don't wanna see 'em having to fight for this
    Story of the family biz, I'ma rewrite the script
    Daughter of a Hip-Hopper, hustla like her grandpapa
    Her destiny done been determined so you can't stop her
    from being independent, earning paper and proper
    More like a lawyer or a doctor, not a man watcher
    That's where your man got ya, it's a big world out yeah
    I'm tryna make a black diamond or a pearl out yeah
    and hit the people to the way the world twirl out yeah
    And when I thank heaven for my little girl

    [Chorus: STS]
    Please let her be a hustla, baby be a hustla
    Hope my baby girl grows up to be a hustla
    Let her be a hustla, baby be a hustla
    If not, then you're only a customer
    Please let him be a hustla, baby be a hustla
    Hope my baby boy grows up to be a hustla
    Let him be a hustla, baby be a hustla
    If not, then you're only a customer

    Sugar Slim, I'm slicker than a squid, nigga no kids
    No baby momma, Sugar freed from the drama
    Sugar be where he wanna, no sweat/suite like a sonnet
    No judge, your honor can't tell me how to raise mine
    Figure that in due time, if and when I do find
    true love, {?} maybe you can blue-line
    Ooh I'm, caught up in the moment for the meantime
    G I'm, all about the green like tree pines
    See I'm, tryna get the scratch like a feline
    Hoping that my seed don't know the struggle like me, I'm
    hustling to make a buck, make a buck and fuck it up
    Fuck it up and suck it up, then go and make another buck
    Get the money, get the money, that's what I know
    I'm hoping that my seeds know a little more than I know
    I know, I know, but baby this what I know
    If we ever settle down, well baby this what I hope

    [Chorus: STS]
    This song was submitted on July 13th, 2010.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Silver Fox Music Group.
    Written by Ahmir K. Thompson, Tarik L. Collins, Don Carlos Price, Thomas Wesley Pentz.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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