Pharrell Williams - Show You How to Hustle lyrics

Yo, uh, huh, yes sir Turn everything up some more The drums you know, the music and sh** (Holla back) I'm goin' for it now (Holla back) Yes sir (Holla back) Hey, yo In the heart of a re-up, it's somthin' like a G up MCA fingering that B up or that C up Fiends creep up with their flesh lookin' beat up And my tennis ball is stuffed with enough work to fill a tea cup He opened up his jacket I opened up my packet He pulled out his money I'm pullin' out that honey He stuff it in his stem soon as he took it from me Yellow teeth chaffed lips and his nose is runny He lit that sh**, he hit that quick as if I was high I asked him where them bricks at sh** He smiled as if he was payin' homage He said in the back of the apartment Where they be selling ganja But beware of the AK held by HM Thomas Son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old pyjamas I said sh** ma n***a take another hit We ran up in that crib with them Uzis and them Sigs Give up the work or we tyin' up the kids Did I get that work, what you think? Yes I did I didn't actually that wasn't true and If you aspire to hustle, that's a how to, to you This that sh** make you wanna hustle Carry square guns shootin' metal with muffles Trunk full of cash with a couple of duffles So we can sip wine and eat a bundle of truffles We gonna show you how to hustle (Holla back) So you can style all these sneakers (Holla back) So you can style all these sneakers (Ya follow that) So you can style all these sneakers (well, follow this) It's incredible how I etch my plans out To be physically subtle and financially stand out You should see me stick that big S on my anso And literally call destructure so no one can touch ya Teenage girls'll love ya and models wanna f** ya Ice cream ya way on to somebody's magazine cover So much money that the lid threatens eruption and The bank says you don't have to call like you're Usher And I ain't k** or sell d** to nobody But I know n***as that k** and stretch work like pilates n***a the crack house was literally right beside me When them fiends hit that sh** they kicked just like karate We named one Bruce lie, one slim Kelly Who issued too much quicker than Luis rank and M belly Yeah, I escaped but there's nothing you can tell me 'Cause thought I paper chase, my memories won't fail me This that sh** make you wanna hustle Carry square guns shootin' metal with muffles Trunk full of cash with a couple of duffles So we can sip wine and eat a bundle of truffles We gonna show you how to hustle (Holla back) So you can style all these sneakers (Holla back) So you can style all these sneakers (Ya follow that) So you can style all these sneakers (Well, follow this) In the hood, wake up to the hammer noise Sound like the work of my jerks the swagger boys Pull up and them eyes wide open, stack of toys If your girl want to leave with us that's her choice The feelin' throbbin' I got it and poppin' phenoman*l n***a signed a million dollar cheque with his pyjamas on Film it like a p**no no need to re-word it n***a the enzo just came and I ain't have to jerk it Yeah, n***as you heard it the perversion of stars I guess if I go in my garage, it'd be a menage n***as can't hate on this like summer in '84 When we high off potato chips New cript and Florida were the soul core corridors Yes them babies mine, f** I need to go on my reefa Rewire my brain, aspire to attain, tell Jacob Light on the platinum, keep the fire in the chain Yikes I mean ice on the motherf**er gleam I guess if my ice is fire, it leave you n***as stinged See there's you there's me and there's between If you remove the between, you see I achievin' you dreams This that sh** make you wanna hustle Carry square guns shootin' metal with muffles Trunk full of cash with a couple of duffles So we can sip wine and eat a bundle of truffles We gonna show you how to hustle (Holla back) So you can style all these sneakers (Holla back) So you can style all these sneakers (Ya follow that) So you can style all these sneakers (Well, follow this) Yo, uh, huh, yes sir Turn everything up some more The drums you know, the music and sh**