Hey, hey, we keepin' it real,
it's summer baby
Need a love, I'm lovin'
You need a thug, I'm thuggin'
You need a hustler,
whatever you need, girl I'm a
Need a little dough, we flippin'
Got somewhere to go, I'm whippin'
We love Hustler, whatever you need
Girl, I'm a 4 to 10
Fun Peter, I'm a man amongst men
My chain is white gold, my steel is tungsten
I made a tough skin,
you gon' respect me
Take more than the average
nigga to check me
I'm a rider till the wheels go ball
and they blow out 101 % G
and it's no doubt
That if you need a man
to make you feel secure
Then baby, you ain't gotta look no more
I got the cure,
you want money and jewels?
You want clothes and cars?
Wanna live VIP,
rubbin' shoulders with stars?
Wanna fly in G4s, or sell a CZ?
Then your wish is my command,
you can do what you please
The laugh of luxury is what
you'll be layin' in
Just respect the player
and the game that he's playin' in
I can show you a side
of life you never seen
Cause even the king of the trio
need himself a queen
If need love, I'm lovin'
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
If you need a hustler, whatever you need
Girl, I'mma hold her down
We flippin', got somewhere to go,
I'm whippin'
If you need love, hustler,
whatever you need
Girl, I'mma hold
See all that listenin' to them hoes in your ear,
gotta quit
I see they smile when I'm around,
when I leave they talk shit
They just mad cause I got you flippin' jacks,
poppin' tags
Brand new clothes,
you can't tell by the tags
I don't mean to boast and brag,
but them hoes around you hatin'
They just waitin' on you to slip
so I can leave your ass
with Nate
And then when I do that,
they gon' back door and try to holla
Hopin' I'ma do them like you
and drop them off some dollars
But I ain't, cause I can't afford to
go back down that road
I'd rather stay on my J .O.
and stack up bankrolls
But I ain't, cause I can't afford to
go back down that road
I'd rather stay on my J .O.
and stack up bankrolls
But if you're real and you're dyin'
and in public, you don't clown
Holla at me, I'll be around, my dawg
But if you're real and you're dyin'
and in public, you don't clown
Holla at me, I'll be around, yeah
If you need love, I'm lovin'
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
If you need a hustla, whatever you need
Girl, I'ma hold up, dawg
We good, we gon' whip it
Got somewhere to go,
keep it good, I'm whippin'
We love hustla, do whatever you need
I've been putting it down, nigga
And holding my grounds, nigga
From off the mound, nigga
We ducking them clowns, nigga
Taking their crown, nigga
And shoving the time, nigga
Rocks off the ground
Got the cooks by the pounds, nigga
Anchor blinging, baby wrists on freeze
Got the shinky on the ice
Love a bitch with gold teeth, gold teeth
My girl, nigga, loving the G
Keep the work under the seat
She do it for me,
take a trip to Port Arthur to see
Tell her homie hold it down
cause we hustle to eat
And got me feeling like I lost
my Jones
Cause I done lost my home
so it's time to zone
Ain't nothing changed
cause the palms got chrome
Nigga do this in the early
cause we getting it on
And baby girl you can shop alone
And fly to four different brands
and take a hundred phones
If you need love, I'm loving
If you need a thug, I'm thuggin'
If you need a hustler, whatever you need
Girl, I'm a
You need a little dough,
we flippin' Got some where to go, I'm whippin'
If you love hustler, whatever you need
Girl, I'm a -
Hold you down
Hold you down
Hold you down
Hold you down
Hold you
You love hustler, hustler
Baby
