Bonafide Hustla (feat. Juelz Santana) Lyrics & Tabs by Lil Wayne
Bonafide Hustla (feat. Juelz Santana)
guitar chords lyrics
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, Hustla, Hustla (I CAN'T FEEL MY FACE!)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (ya)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (you know I gotta stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (I'ma)
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on (I stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (You know I gotta stay)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (Ya you know that I'ma)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (alright)
I'm on my grind, fuck bitches money on my mind
Ho get in line, respect me like a stop sign
I'm in my prime, the brights you see it's my time
But fuck my wrists I need that money in my palm
Sellin palm trees, in beaches in shorts sleeves
Fly your beach down here bet ya she won't leave
Exspensive car keys and glasses, t-shirts, pants's
Sellin palm trees, in beaches in shorts sleeves
Fly your beach down here bet ya she won't leave
Exspensive car keys and glasses, t-shirts, pants's
I keep money on me like dancers, Si
Everybody got problems, and money is the answer
The teacher ain't pickin everybody with they hands up
What are we to do but get paid, get ya grass up
Number one fan of the money, join the fan club
These boys don't know paper like I know paper
Nigga I'm still on 2004 paper, I'm tryin to get some more paper
I ain't tryin to die with no paper, that's why a nigga stay...
[Hook] + (Juelz Santana)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (Ok)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (Ok)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (It's too easy man)
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on (I CAN'T FEEL MY FACE)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (You know i)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (You know i)
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla (That im'a, ya, ya, ya, ya)
First Class LV's on the luggage V-8's in the car this the life how you want it
I do it big easy does it hows I does it when I does it pretty chicks every night and we fuckin
I get paper get cash get ass later, it's money first ass later skip past haters
The brown paper bag taker, straight to the dealer, just give me paper tags i'll take her
Then, I leave out with the sun roof cracked blowin weed out, two fingers up, yup peace out
I sense money like bees sense honey like k-9 dogs sense drugs I sense it all
I got alot but I'm sensing more, and if you fuckin with my money then I'm sensing war
I smell a war send it on I'm a G too, bonafide known to ride see you when I see you
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
Hustla, Hustla, Hustla on on on on
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
On On On My grizzy I'm a bonafide hustla
Hustla Hustla Hustla Hustla
