PA Hustla

(album: The Jukebox: Prelude To Class Clown - 2009)

Yeah
Ha ha
Ha ha

They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Getting honeys, smoking piffs, stacking cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Getting honeys, smoking piffs, stacking cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon with no profit?
Broke as fuck, sitting with an empty wallet (Ha ha)
One dude lemme come in, boy I got this
Everybody jumping around like it's a mosh pit
I drop that hot shit (Hot shit), you drop nonsense (Nonsense)
And my money long like the center for the Rockets (Yeah)
I get that chronic, that Cali weed, roll a swisher, pass to me
Smash a beat, work of art, masterpiece (Uh-huh)
Game on lock and key, nobody stopping me (Chyeah)
Got some haze and Patrón, 'bout to pop a bean (Ha ha)
Now I'm rolling like a sixteen-wheeler
And my money fat like it's sixteenth meal, bruh
Your favorite rapper's favorite rapper, that's the game I'm after
Getting cheese like we play the Packers, cake and batter
So be careful 'fore you hook to the IV
I be chilling in the P-to-the-I-T (Ha ha)

They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Getting honeys, smoking piffs, stacking cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Getting honeys, smoking piffs, stacking cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh

My swag official like a referee (Yeah)
No one on the plane is staying fresh as me
Boy, I'm dressing clean, denim jeans sitting low on my waist
And haters get a cloud of smoke blown in their face
Uh, my fam beside me, fans behind me
Sorry, ma, but it's money over punani
I'm super fresh (Fresh), make your lady lose her breath (Breath)
It's hard not to take a Ralphie but I'll do my best (Ha ha)
Rock your head and do your step, move it to the left (Left)
Where you can find me posted up in my Gucci vest (Yeah)
Boy, I'm getting paid (Paid), then I'm getting laid (Ha ha)
Don't tell the hoes at the party that I'm in eleventh grade
Ain't nobody out there fresh my age and you best believe
That's why I got twenty honeys sitting next to me (Ha ha)
Child celebrity, gotta be me
'Cause my swag staying clean like a washing machine
Fuck y'all

They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Getting honeys, smoking piffs, stacking cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh
They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do
Getting honeys, smoking piffs, stacking cream too
It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh