Afrikan Boy - Hussel lyrics

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Afrikan Boy - Hussel lyrics

[Verse 1: M.I.A.] We do it cheap Hide our money in the heap Send it home and make 'em study, fixing teeth I got family, a friend in need A hand to throw the gasoline A mobile phone, hooked up to the scene Hello, my friend, yes, it's me Don't be scared, there's somethin' going on I'm gettin' money, since I've grown Could be dash, go out and hustle 'em But, I hate money cause it makes me numb [Hook: M.I.A.] Hustle, hustle, hustle Grind, grind, grind Why does everyone got hustle on their mind? Hustle, hustle, hustle Grind, grind, grind Why does everyone got hustle on their mind? [Interlude 1: Afrikan Boy] You think its tough now? Come to Africa! You think its tough now? Come to Africa! You think its tough now? Come to Africa! You think its tough now? Come to Africa! You think its tough now? Come to Africa! [Verse 2: Afrikan Boy] Out there, we are grinding like pepper You can catch me on the motorway Selling sugar, water, and pepper I rep Africa, not Miami Hustle, hustle with M.I.A I'm broke, I've got indefinite stay You can't touch me, like leprosy I hustle though from here to Sri Lanka My mum told me to be an accountant Bun that, I wanna work in a corner shop Contact Sugu, he's got the contacts, mayne! I'm illegal, I don't pay tax-tax EMA, yes, I'm claiming that, that Police, I try to avoid them They catch me hustling they say, "Deport them!" [Hook: M.I.A.] Hustle, hustle, hustle Grind, grind, grind Why does everyone got hustle on their mind? Hustle, hustle, hustle Grind, grind, grind Why does everyone got hustle on their mind? [Interlude 2: M.I.A] Ugh! Afrikan Boy! You know I'm big in Mozambique! Hey-hey! [Verse 3: M.I.A.] Hello, my friend! Hello, my friend! Hello, my friend, yes, it's me! 4 by 3, 3 buy 3 Buy 1 song, get 1 free Maybe me, a bootleg CD, color TV, or a DVD We got barrels in the sea It's big enough to take a whole family We drum on it Like jun cha cha ju gu ju gu cha! Jun cha cha ju gu ju gu cha! Come sit by me, let me tell you we Don't do bling, but we do white-tee Up some jungle, up some tree One second, my phone's ringing Its my friend, Habibi He then went drop, called me Cheap Moroccan, got no credit than me Ya'll got less credit than me I keep that tab at a shop like a G Cause without me, there'll be no chocolate Hershey! [Hook: M.I.A.] Hustle, hustle, hustle Grind, grind, grind Why does everyone got hustle on their mind? Hustle, hustle, hustle Grind, grind, grind Why does everyone got hustle on their mind?

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