his feet and down to the shoes up Can you... like it, I could kill you if you're doing that A reminder for those of you who forget Here's the king...
feet and down to the shoes up Can you... like it, I could kill you if you're doing that A reminder for those of you who forget Here's the king... bout
Free T.I.P. bitch Grand Hustle Kings, yes We obviously poppin and probably poppin a bottle of vodka So man they prolly gon think They prolly gon think
can't make pole position Classy, chasis, can't hold the transmission Crew pit, useless, they got they tools missin Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle
red snapper. (Ali) One love to PL-Spin Naw you know, up next Boogee Mann!!! (Boogee Mann) Well Mr. B-double-O-G what? M-A-double-N I smoke joke and
[B.o.B - Verse 1] Soon as I enter you know who it is-a it?s the representer from the East side of Atlanta that?s known as Decatur I got my own lane but
gonna need a solid month of? many moons will it take you baffoons, many goons presents fill up any room, King back gimme room [Chorus] [B.o.B] I told
'll Don't get your rifles, my rivals, don't want no rivalry Hand on the bible baby boy, I ain't yah idol b? You don't idol me? shit why you listenin? No rims o
's right) Let's give it to 'em, baby (Hey) Grand Hustle nigga Ay man, they been waitin' on this shit since What you know, huh? Yeah, it's the king bitch
Lingerie I'm the T.R.U.T.H when it comes to the B.E.D.R.double O.M(x3) girl i'm the truth let me show yo--ou let me show me what i'm bout girl bout
right Let's give it to 'em baby Grand Hustle nigga, Aye man they been waitin on this shit since "What You Know" huh? Yeaaaa It's the king bitch Aight
Let's give it to 'em baby Grand Hustle nigga, Aye man they been waitin on this shit since "What You Know" huh? Yeaaaa It's the king bitch Aight
even sleep without getting some brain (that's silly) [Chorus x2] [Verse 10: Big Kuntry King] You know who this is mayn Big Kuntry Kang Come on I'm Grand Hustle
Class E chassis can't hold the transmission Crew pit, useless, they got they tools missin Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven [Black Thought] Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle
3:] Don't get your rifles, my rivals, don't want no rivalry Hand on the bible baby boy, I ain't yah idol b? You don't idol me? shit why you listenin? No rims o
