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(Intro) You know, I’m really sick of this shit Ever since I hooked up with you I’ve been on my business I think we need to go and jump this bro, you know what I’m talkin bout? To the green, you see it? (Verse) I wake up every morning, thank God for the hustle Like Barack and Michelle this a presidential hustle Plus I’m married to the hustle, every day like 100 move Counterfeit leach, strip club, call me tycoon Love her like my kids, ain’t a think come between us She’s the love of my life, without a dollar, perfect wife Treat her good, she treat me good, celebrate every night I keep her on my mind, on the hustle, on my grind She a blow a nigga mind like a shot of pure caine I done had plenty pussy but this bitch ain’t the same You go ran up in my spot, tryna one out with my chain Hot sensation in yo head, that’s a bullet in yo brain I’d kill for this bitch (Interlude) I’m just sayin I mean Motherfucker fuck wit you Then that’s fuckin with me You know what I’m sayin? Letras de cancionesSo… I mean… this shit til death do us part I mean real talk I don’t see no way out this shit It’s us (Verse) It was love at first sight when my homie hooked us up My girl stay in the street but she far from the slugs She be cookin in the kitchen, you could smell her through the vent Our love so unconditional she pay my mama rent Lord knows that I love her, street blessing heaven sent She’ll crush when I broke you other hoes irrelevant Everything a nigga got she broke her back to help me get Let me see the bigger picture, fuck you niggas let’s get riches She got a diarrhea swag, baby keep me on my shit Remedy and my medicine, what my pockets see If you playin with my money then you playin with my bitch I don’t fight over hoes but I’d kill for this bitch (Outro) You know, I’d fight a war But the thing is, you know If a nigga fuckin with you they fuckin with me You know what I’m sayin? I mean we won I mean you the one got me on A motherfuck put they hands on you They fuck with us I mean I’m really gone all the way up I mean cuz, I think we runnin round here fucked up I mean you got my nigga ridin in motherfuckin Phantoms and shit Lamborghinis and shit Mercedes Benz Fuck I look like going back to old school? You know I’m talkin bout? From Letras Mania