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[Hook: Project Pat] I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's [Verse 1: Project Pat] Break a whole thing down to o-o's Pull up on and serve yo ass on the low, low Too many hustle, too much money for me to go broke Put on that mask and put them 40s to your throat, throat Came up in the struggle, some niggas rob, some niggas hustle Don't go always selling stuff, use your brain that's your muscle Think about paper, fuck the rest Get your cheese, fuck the stress Open ya door [?] you got money he gonna pass That gas straight from northern Cali Came up serving beans in the alley Pull up in foreign whips at the palace [?] [Hook: Project Pat] I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them thangs down to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's [Verse 2: Young Dolph] I came up off them o's, uh Good weed is all I smoke, uh Hit it twice you gonna choke, uh Stuff it down your bitch throat 'til that bitch choke I ain't never had shit, had to learn how to hustle Went and got a plug, and took all of them nigga customers I got strong, I got the bitch, fuck all the rest And then trap with the Tech, took all their customers ran up a check My shit the strongest, no flex Sold your bitch a half ounce, got some head but no sex Gold Rollie, gold cubes, they ask me how I do it Nigga you must be stupid [Hook: Project Pat] I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's [Verse 3: Cap-1] Break a brick into a 36 Break a pound down to 16 Bust a pint into a 16 Water whippin' get to serving fiends 700 for a pair of jeans 1000 dollars for a pair of sneakers Phone ringing, I got ounce plays Trap bucking I might need a beeper Monday night I'ma be in Magic City Got a [?] had to ship it I been feeling like T-Pain, fuck around and fell in love with strippers Walk around in my cavalli slippers Only [?] Quarter million off of baby bottles By the summer time I'm getting a new Gallardo Everything I put on [?] Just to think I started from a 20 in it Then I doubled up and got a 63 And a 9 piece then I have a cake Then I hit that bitch up with the icy talk Made her stand tall like Empire State Got your bitch crawling by the fireplace Got these niggas calling me [?] [Hook: Project Pat] I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's I came up off them o-o-o-o's Hustling grams in them boa-o-o-o-o's Breaking them things in to o-o-o-o's Serving nothing but them o-o-o-o's
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