Fabolous - Return Of The Hustle lyrics

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Record mode! (Record mode!)

Get your money in the air like this (yeah yeah)


We knock this out homey (yesss)

Street da-da-da-da-damn (yesss)

Ay it's a new year, and I'm back for new money

Just I think I left somethin (JUST BLAZE!)

Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.

It's a new year, dolla dolla bill y'all, yup!

Get that money yup! Dolla dolla bill y'all, yup!

Get that money yup! Dolla dolla bill, yup yup!

Yesss - it's the return of the young hustle

A nigga came for the money, not the tongue tussle

Me I'd rather do my lip lashin, when the chips cash in

Then you might see me on the strip flashin

like Vegas lights, and they say I shine Vegas bright

Draw a crowd like a Vegas fight

So shiiiiiiit, gettin hit in my leg is like

I mean it coulda been a 2Pac vegas night

Or maybe a Notorious L.A. evening

"Baby you okay?" I mean well I'm breathin

Hell I'm even, bossin and I left

The money ain't right then I toss you to the left

Yesss, to the left, to the left

Everything is hustle to the death for the F-

-A-B baby, they be lazy

Gucci straightjacket cause I may be crazy

Loony for the loot, psycho for the paper

This a new year but I recycle for the paper

If green talks, then I'm the Geico with the paper

So have my check right, no typos with the paper please

They say the rap game remind 'em of the crack game

That's why they money go, quicker than a crack high

My money stack high, how high? Shaq high

Yao high, that's why, yours is Bow Wow high

You lookin at your new hustle, like your last hustle

Was looked at as Russell, in my past hustle

Shorty work it, she be on her ass hustle

She make it clap, she know how to work them ass muscles

Fast rush you, then back to the money

They say I'm frontin, can't turn my back to the money

And truthfully you're cool but I'm attracted to money

So why don'tcha turn your back to the money and let it shake

I'm lovin how you move that smooth, you let it snake

But players don't chase at it baby we let it make

Bet it make sense when you make them dollars

I ain't gotta make them move, but I make them holla

This my year, but y'all can help me celebrate

I'm 9:15, that means I'm hella straight

Swizz stacks, Just Blaze bucks

I'm back for my money, it's just they luck

Get your money in the air, m-m-money in the air

Let me see it up, let, let me see it up

LADIES~! Money in the air, m-m-money in the URR-URR

Money in the air, money in the air

Let me see it up, nigga you don't need that dough

Nigga you don't need that dough...

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