Lil Fame - Hustlers Ringtone lyrics
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Get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
This is the ringtone, hustler’s ringtone
Get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
So what I sell 20 dollar bags in the lot
Smoke half the weed and I never throw 5
I’m so live, I could sell a honey jar to a beehive and they’d never be blized
I’m so true, and so fool, like a road through a black church selling soap food
Huh, so if you like the watch, the shit stolen but it shine call it icy hot
Yeah, and I ain’t stressing if I might get dropped, cause I never been signed
See the way that I rhyme, I’m a hustler motherfucker, I don’t follow the line
I sell anything that goes mine maded design
Outrageous is I, coming off to some people
You still can’t deny the boy stay on his grind
I’m a grade a hustler, smuggler and bezeller, since you a customer
Go holler at the register
This is the ringtone, hustler’s ringtone
Get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
I sell it for cheap homes, got what you need homes
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Hit me on my cellphone, this is the ringtone
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Yeah, you already know it’s mister no promo
Give me beats by primo, I go in no homo
Give me beats by fame I make you famous like billy
Bands keep your hands where I can see em
No really, get them high like I live,
Cause the heater sitting next to my rib, is ready and willing
Cause that’s how I live
Gotta get home to my kids wifey and mommy too
So one of the less than that, homie I will body you, for real
Wrap up rappers like candy, with the microphone I’m kinda handy
So sucka emcees can’t stand me
Twink they toes niggas dressing dandy
I fuck over your plan A so try plan B
Turn shit to tight pants is for chicks
And some of you cats got camel toes instead of dicks
Pause, you got a pussy in your draws,
Hear my ringtone, haters start calling the loss
Pack it up we gotta go
This is the ringtone, hustler’s ringtone
Get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
I sell it for cheap homes, got what you need homes
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Hit me on my cellphone, this is the ringtone
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Soon as I wakes up
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Hey yo, whatever he’s slanging, do it on prepay
It’s no trace when he getting his paves
I stretch 9 8 balls out of oz
Fuck that 3.5 hell we selling for 3
Our cakes up soon as I wake up
Got a hundred grands in the room I gotta break up
Break down, bag up, sipping down, reel up
You wanna stretch it, you gotta recompress it
And if they wanna test it you tell them hit the exit
Unless they wanna cook then you gotta sell em raw
Sell them that butter shit, they coming back for more
Till 3 or 4, round 5 or 6, they be coming back around for another fix
I know this other chick, she be wailing out too
Cheeseburgers, talking bout I suck your dick, fuck you say?
This is the ringtone, hustler’s ringtone
Get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
I sell it for cheap homes, got what you need homes
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Hit me on my cellphone, this is the ringtone
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Gotta get that gwap, gotta get that gwap
Soon as I wakes up
Get, get that gwap, gotta get that gwap.
