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lirik lagu bun b, young dro & killa kyleon - can't stop my hustle

[verse 1: bun b]
say man, you f~ck boys got me plexed up
walk around texas, tellin’ n~~~~s you next up
you outta town tellin’ boys you got the city locked
i ain’t ever seen him nowhere doin’ the [?]
somebody sit him down before i call him up
he ain’t even in my weight class, this n~~~~ small as f~ck
if i pluck him i’ll break him
and he ain’t even the fool i was lookin’ for, but f~ck it i’ll take him
lets call it practice, cause the fact is
i don’t know who you been foolin’ my n~~~~, but yous an actress
oh this ain’t a soap opera this is real
and when i catch you in the field i’m gonna break you off so proper
whoever they told you who i was hoe they got it wrong
this is not a song this a warning, you not as strong
as you been saying and you been playin’
man i ain’t with that f~ckin’ talkin’ hoe i’ll see you at the weigh~in

[hook/chorus: jori]
hustlin’ day and night, it don’t stop, until the morning light
i paid the price to live this life knowin’ it ain’t right
broke the rules, if you don’t f~ck with me, than its f~ck you too
you can’t stop my hustle

[verse 2: young dro]
dro, let me get ‘em bun, bankhead specialist
consider yourself lucky you ever standing next to this
catch ‘em perpetratin’ and separate ‘em like exodus
knock the shine out you and put that sh~t in my necklace
wreckin’ sh~t, carnivore eater
the coupe is a four seater, black titanium torpedo
im dangerous around y’all, it gon be cold, k!llers
for 6 more weeks soon as you see the groundhog
found y’all, f~ck n~~~~s on my radar  spray r, k~r
switches on it, i’m blacker than darth vader
n~~~~ so ovarian, .44 carryin’
gangsta ass n~~~~s convertin’ to presbyterian
you i’m better than — just watch it
[bok~a~run?] wrist watches, small ass n~~~~ i’m big poppin’
keep ya eyes on me, ya b~tch watchin’
catch me f~ckin’ ya broad in your home while your children tik tok’n
[chorus]
hustlin’ day and night, it don’t stop, until the morning light
i paid the price to live this life knowin’ it ain’t right
broke the rules, if you don’t f~ck with me, than its f~ck you too
you can’t stop my hustle

[verse 3: k!lla kyleon]
financially stable, used to be the poorest on the list
now i’m trumpin’ all these n~~~~s, see the potus on my wrist?
by the end i was up, now they notice i exist
and these kamala’s wanna swallow for a dolla cause i’m rich
pockets started over bushes, then i planted me a dollar tree
im tryin’ to get these family dollars like i hit the lottery
i’m all about the benjamins — obviously
i ain’t ever grow up with them jacksons so it bothered me
i made it off the mic
now my diamonds clear as titos when i put ‘em in the light
they jermaine cold, i ain’t the average joe, i’m rocking’ ice
keep a janet in my coupe, ask siri that’s my type
eyes are clear, but committed to that money, that’s my wife
i’m pullin’ twos at all you jake paul n~~~~s tryna fight
i wanna ball and parle, you tryna gamble with your life
head turner, trunk beatin’ up that block likes its ike
i hate kids, i ain’t f~ckin’ with you goofies, all you mice

- lirik lagu bun b young dro killa kyleon

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