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Featuring Ace Hood, Gunplay & Ox From Belly Prod By Sonny Digital (Hook: Ace Hood) I woke up this morning, mine told me go and get it First thing, gotta clash mama told me “boy, you trippin’” Gotta go feed the fam, that’s my hustler’s intuition Stay strapped every day – fuck you mean? Every second That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition Hustler’s intuition, only way, I’ve got to give it (Verse 1: Ace Hood) Okay now, money my priority, that chopper got authority Wake up early morning it be sleeping right beside of me First thing when I wake up, I get my cake up Hoppin up in that wide body, shit feel like a spaceship Go and get it, every penny outchea like I’m piss poor 3-6-5 ’round the clock, I hustle 24 Jumpin’ up out that bucket, I’m like “fuck it,” it’s designer, hoe Forgis on that Aston, pack that 4-doors with all kinds of hoes Big business, big shit – long money, cruise ship Promised mama, and I got us rich Millionaire, they can’t tell me shit Feed the fam and my niggas I’m with Letras de cancionesYou don’t feel that, you can suck my dick Check my mojo – Polo flow Top missing, oh Marco Po’ (Hook: Ace Hood) I woke up this morning, mine told me go and get it First thing, gotta clash mama told me “boy, you trippin’” Gotta go feed the fam, that’s my hustler’s intuition Stay strapped every day – fuck you mean? Every second That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition Hustler’s intuition, only way, I’ve got to give it (Verse 2: Gunplay) I’ve got a fresh bomb of that yes-yes-y’all Raw that you’re wetting, whip hard Let it dry and drive-by ten cars And diamonds ’bout as bright as ten gods I’ve got a chopper, do you copy? 10-4 And I’m ’bout to bring it to your front step door You ain’t even gotta take one step forward Snappin’ on these pussies like a dumb, deaf dog I need a pistol and a tweaker But don’t forget the beaker and the ether, neither I’ve got dope in my dirty drawers Duckin’ crooked cops and dirty laws (Hook: Ace Hood) I woke up this morning, mine told me go and get it First thing, gotta clash mama told me “boy, you trippin’” Gotta go feed the fam, that’s my hustler’s intuition Stay strapped every day – fuck you mean? Every second That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition That’s my hustler’s… hustler’s intuition Hustler’s intuition, only way, I’ve got to give it (Outro: Ox) It’s the Ox When it come to BGS clean Mr. Bombaclut Don’t you ever bring ya kid in The hustle live on Drape murderers Make a lot of money, lot going to pumpkin city Wanna wan I run for them, uh uh Wanna wan I run for them, no nah fuck with me From Letras Mania