Hustle

Lyrics

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 Yeah, Billy, ayy
 I just pulled up in a brand new Bugatti
 Got bitches on bitches no you cannot stop me
 All of this money I made of a hobby
 I blew up now everyone trying to copy
 I'm rockin' Polo yeah mixed with the Tommy
 I run up a check then I bounce like a bunny
 All y'all keep laughing while I'm making money
 My-my type of woman like forty and ugly
 Bitch my name is Billy and my music fuckin' sucks
 I was chillin' for a minute now it's back to them bucks
 If you like older woman put yo fuckin' hands up
 I'm trash till I die, I belong in the dump
 Ay, you already know what the fuck goin' on it's your boy Billy
 We goin' crazy baby, it's a celebration
 Aye look, I get more neck than a neck brace, you heard?
 You can call me what you want just don't call me broke
 Aye, yuh, what?
 They say how did Billy really get that far, yeah
 I just kept going bitch I'm a popstar, yuh
 Flippin' the beat like I am a rockstar, ayy
 All y'all haters sweet like a Pop Tart, yuh
 I got rich, no Worldstar
 Now yo bitch on my lap in my sports car
 Drivin real fast down the boulevard
 Got bricks in the back goin' dumb hard
 Bitch my name is Billy and my music fuckin' sucks
 I was chillin' for a minute now it's back to them bucks
 If you like older woman put yo- put yo fuckin' hands up
 I'm trash till I die, I belong in the dump
 

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Song Details

Duration
01:36
Key
11
Tempo
120 BPM

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