Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'
[ Busta Rhymes: speaking over Intro ]
Hey yo, Rick Ross
I had the wild c**e connect from
n***** from South America
My Guyanese n***** used to hit me off, ha ha ha ha
Flipmode b****, yeah
Busta Rhymes, Rick Ross
Now I think you n***** know what it is
See when the Reaganomics of it was poppin' off
We used to get that inconceivable pop
Rick Ross, go 'head and talk to 'em
[ Verse 1: Rick Ross ]
Who the f*** you think you f*****'
with, I'm the f*****' boss
Seven forty-five, white on white that's f*****' Ross
I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat (What)
I keep 'em comin' back (What), we keep 'em comin' back
I'm in the distribution, I'm like Atlantic
I got them m************ flyin' 'cross the Atlantic
I know Pablo, Noriega, the real Noriega
He owe me a hundred favors
I ain't petty n****, we buy the whole thang
See most of my n***** really still deal cocaine
My roof back, my money rides
I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm runnin' like
When they s***** black I cry for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, servin' a hundred lifes
[ Hook: with Busta Rhymes ad-libs ]
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm, everyday I'm
[ Verse 2: Busta Rhymes ]
I'm on this s*** too, I know ya can't believe
Just call me claustrophobia I leave no room to breathe
While other n***** done lived see I create a scene
Then I get up on my grind and I hustle to
another level to another extreme
Amphetamines, weed the empire that I'm building
Even got a c**e connect through Pablo Escobar's children
Heard what I said b****, Pablo Escobar's children
They call me whenever they manufacture the c**e shipment
Whenever there is a drought and we
need to place an order
I holla at Manuela Escobar, Pablo's daughter
From Columbia through Bahamas, Florida Keys border
Yes, the hunger for enchilada gets
hotter please call her
She gets me c**e that makes bodies
numb once ya fingers in it
So white, the c**e got a sparkle
like she got crystals in it
Look, out of town my gangsta's bubblin'
See I will flip and sell you any drug cuz I be hustlin'
[ Hook ]
[ Verse 3 ]
We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard
I caught a charge, I caught a charge
Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard
Ain't bout no funny s*** still b****** and business
I'm on my money s*** still whippin' them Benzs
Major league who catchin' because I'm pitchin'
Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's finish
I feed 'em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens
They flyin' over Pacific to be specific
Triple C's you know it's back we holdin' sacks
So n**** go on rat, run and tell 'em that
Mo' cars, mo' hoes, mo' clothes, mo blows
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-ev-everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'
[ Busta Rhymes: speaking over Intro ]
Hey yo, Rick Ross
I had the wild c**e connect from
n***** from South America
My Guyanese n***** used to hit me off, ha ha ha ha
Flipmode b****, yeah
Busta Rhymes, Rick Ross
Now I think you n***** know what it is
See when the Reaganomics of it was poppin' off
We used to get that inconceivable pop
Rick Ross, go 'head and talk to 'em
[ Verse 1: Rick Ross ]
Who the f*** you think you f*****'
with, I'm the f*****' boss
Seven forty-five, white on white that's f*****' Ross
I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat (What)
I keep 'em comin' back (What), we keep 'em comin' back
I'm in the distribution, I'm like Atlantic
I got them m************ flyin' 'cross the Atlantic
I know Pablo, Noriega, the real Noriega
He owe me a hundred favors
I ain't petty n****, we buy the whole thang
See most of my n***** really still deal cocaine
My roof back, my money rides
I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm runnin' like
When they s***** black I cry for a hundred nights
He got a hundred bodies, servin' a hundred lifes
[ Hook: with Busta Rhymes ad-libs ]
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Ev-everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday I'm, everyday I'm
[ Verse 2: Busta Rhymes ]
I'm on this s*** too, I know ya can't believe
Just call me claustrophobia I leave no room to breathe
While other n***** done lived see I create a scene
Then I get up on my grind and I hustle to
another level to another extreme
Amphetamines, weed the empire that I'm building
Even got a c**e connect through Pablo Escobar's children
Heard what I said b****, Pablo Escobar's children
They call me whenever they manufacture the c**e shipment
Whenever there is a drought and we
need to place an order
I holla at Manuela Escobar, Pablo's daughter
From Columbia through Bahamas, Florida Keys border
Yes, the hunger for enchilada gets
hotter please call her
She gets me c**e that makes bodies
numb once ya fingers in it
So white, the c**e got a sparkle
like she got crystals in it
Look, out of town my gangsta's bubblin'
See I will flip and sell you any drug cuz I be hustlin'
[ Hook ]
[ Verse 3 ]
We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard
I caught a charge, I caught a charge
Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard
Ain't bout no funny s*** still b****** and business
I'm on my money s*** still whippin' them Benzs
Major league who catchin' because I'm pitchin'
Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's finish
I feed 'em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens
They flyin' over Pacific to be specific
Triple C's you know it's back we holdin' sacks
So n**** go on rat, run and tell 'em that
Mo' cars, mo' hoes, mo' clothes, mo blows