
Hustler’s Ringtone Lil Fame & Termanology (Ft. Bun B)
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[Intro/Chorus: Jaguar & Lil Fame]
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
This is the ringtone, hustler's ringtone
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, get get that gwop
[Verse 1: Termanology]
So what, I sell 20 dollar bags of the la
Smoke half the weed, and I never throw 5
So live, I could sell a honey jar to a beehive
And it never be lost
It's so true, I'm so full
I could roll through a black church selling soul food
Huh, so if you like to watch this shit
Stolen, but it shine, call it icey hot, ha
And I ain't stressin if I might get dropped
Cause I never been signed, see the way that I rhyme
I'm a hustler motherfucker, I don't fall into line
I sell anything that guards mine, made it design
I rage as Shazam, coming off to some people
You still can't deny the boy stay on his grind
I'm a grade A hustler, smuggler, embezzler
And since you a customer, go holla at the register
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
This is the ringtone, hustler's ringtone
Gotta get that gwop, gotta get that gwop
Gotta get that gwop, get get that gwop
[Verse 1: Termanology]
So what, I sell 20 dollar bags of the la
Smoke half the weed, and I never throw 5
So live, I could sell a honey jar to a beehive
And it never be lost
It's so true, I'm so full
I could roll through a black church selling soul food
Huh, so if you like to watch this shit
Stolen, but it shine, call it icey hot, ha
And I ain't stressin if I might get dropped
Cause I never been signed, see the way that I rhyme
I'm a hustler motherfucker, I don't fall into line
I sell anything that guards mine, made it design
I rage as Shazam, coming off to some people
You still can't deny the boy stay on his grind
I'm a grade A hustler, smuggler, embezzler
And since you a customer, go holla at the register
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