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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irving Lorenzo
Songwriter
John McGuan
Songwriter
Andre Parker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chink Santana
Producer
Irv Gotti
Producer
Milwaukee 'Protools King' Buck
Recording Engineer
Terry 'T-Mac' Herbert
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Springer
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Yo (Yo, yo, yo)
(Hustler baby)
Oh (Oh, oh, oh)
No (No, no, no)
(Hustler baby)
Oh (Oh, oh, oh)
No (No, no, no)
(Hustler baby)
Some canopy (Canopy, canopy)
Ryan Bingy (Ryan Bingy, Ryan Bingy)
Cannavo, stay true (Stay true, stay true)
(Hustler baby)
Deep in the cut
With the chrome on the throne
Down in Decatur where the haters get shown
Ride around the spots where the pot gets grown
Now I'm feelin' blown
Smoke by the zone
Misfit dudes playin' the rules we apply
Creeps low with cruise control when I'm high
Brand new .22 a shoes on the ride
Gotta get fly
Time to hit up Green Rise
So I'm ridin' down this long country road
Followin' rainbows
Tryna reach us some gold
I gotta grind hard
'Til this shit gets sold
Then sit back, relax
And watch it unfold
So I'm gon' hit up the studio
'Round the clock, 24
'Til these hits get throwed
Cash checks, get a boat
Better keep it afloat
Don't end up bankrupt and broke
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
I'm on the grind
And down for mine
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
Gotta get the ass
To get that cash
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
On my Q's and P's
Gotta stack my cheese
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
I'm a hustler baby
Oh
Now we deep on the creep
Down in Martin Luther King
Watch for the curb and the swerve, on lean
Gotta hit the scene
So fresh, so clean
In exclusive Irv and Jeffery jeans
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M.
My whole team's favorite color is green
Even though my 20/20 vision is keen
Never estimate
Get weighed by a beam
So I'm ridin' down this long country road
Followin' rainbows
Tryna reach us some gold
I gotta grind hard
'Til this shit gets sold
Then sit back, relax
And watch it unfold
So I'm gon' hit up the studio
'Round the clock, 24
'Til these hits get throwed
Cash checks, get a boat
Better keep it afloat
Don't end up bankrupt and broke
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
I'm on the grind
And down for mine
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
Gotta get the ass
To get that cash
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
On my Q's and P's
Gotta stack my cheese
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
Shawty
You can catch us in the back of the club (Uh-huh)
Fresh to death
**** pourin' it up (Yeah)
All the killas straight showin' me love (Uh)
And the thickest bad bitches all wantin' to fuck
(Wantin' to fuck)
They know that I'm the realest **** to hang with
I'm caked up
Plus I love to slang dick
Up in the alley in the Aston Vanquish
Dickin' in the guts until I make they fuckin' brain shit
Look shawty, I'm dangerous (Shawty)
Yo' **** hate me 'cause you prolly his main bitch
(I ain't trippin')
Fuck who you came with
Let me explain this
I prefer the Glock
But I'll pop the stainless (Pow)
Now I got her creepin' out the club real slow
(Real slow)
Bitch that she with they started askin' can they go
(Can they go)
Hell yeah, my **** Lloyd
These hoes is G'd up
And they down to fuck
So roll that weed up
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
I'm on the grind
And down for mine
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
Gotta get the ass
To get that cash
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
On my Q's and P's
Gotta stack my cheese
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
I'm a hustler baby (Hustler baby)
Written by: A. Parker, Irving Lorenzo, John McGuan, Lloyd