Hustler
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
If I had the money to go to a record store, I would
I, I would
If I had the money to go to a record store, I would
I, I would
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Put records in my clothes
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Try to walk out the record door
Past that record man
Go to a record store and put it in my clothes
And walk past that record man, got to have the sticky hands
When your ass is broke, when your ass is broke like me
Like me
Go to that record store, steal some record, man
Go to that record store, steal some records, man
I'm telling you, I'm broke, I'm telling you, I'm broke
But I'm surviving and I can cope
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
It's eight o'clock, and I got nothing to do
Can't go to the club, so I guess I go to the record store
Visit my record man with my sticky hands
Walk out that record door with the records in my clothes
The records in my clothes
What the fuck is you gonna do?
What the fuck is you gonna do about it?
Nothing
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
I'm a hustler, baby (push it, push it, push it, push it)
That's what my daddy's made me (push it, push it, push it, push it)
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby (push it, push it, push it, push it)
That's what my daddy's made me (push it, push it, push it, push it)
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
If I had the money to go to a record store, I would
I, I would
If I had the money to go to a record store, I would
I, I would
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Put records in my clothes
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Try to walk out the record door
Past that record man
Go to a record store and put it in my clothes
And walk past that record man, got to have the sticky hands
When your ass is broke, when your ass is broke like me
Like me
Go to that record store, steal some record, man
Go to that record store, steal some records, man
I'm telling you, I'm broke, I'm telling you, I'm broke
But I'm surviving and I can cope
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby
That's what my daddy's made me
It's eight o'clock, and I got nothing to do
Can't go to the club, so I guess I go to the record store
Visit my record man with my sticky hands
Walk out that record door with the records in my clothes
The records in my clothes
What the fuck is you gonna do?
What the fuck is you gonna do about it?
Nothing
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
I'm a hustler, baby (push it, push it, push it, push it)
That's what my daddy's made me (push it, push it, push it, push it)
Yeah, I'm a hustler, baby (push it, push it, push it, push it)
That's what my daddy's made me (push it, push it, push it, push it)
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Credits
Writer(s): James Ellis Ford, James Anthony Shaw, Charleen Jere Johnson
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Paradise - Single
- Re-Murmurations
- V Formation (Jas Shaw Misfits Mix)
- Hey Sister (feat. The Deep Throat Choir) [Jas Shaw Remixes]
- Hey Sister (Jas Shaw Remixes)
- Caught in a Wave (Jas Shaw Remixes)
- Caught in a Wave (feat. The Deep Throat Choir) [Jas Shaw Remixes]
- We Go (feat. The Deep Throat Choir)
- We Go + three live recordings
- Murmurations
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