Hustle
Van McCoy Vs. Rick Ross Lyrics


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G Mix
I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(G mix)
This the remix

Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out until August
Show money deposits
See the shit then I cop it
Got but a house note in my pocket
I'm on south beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass soft
Something outta that catalog
She introduced to that lock jaw
And I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about them Franklins
Ain't talkin' Aretha
Bitch my league too major
I'm hip hop Derek Jeter
And I'm still feeling my pockets
Big bass and its knocking
Yeah this be that remix
But still ride around with that rocket
Nigga walking back to my household
"We The best" be that logo
Hundred grand for that neck glow
All about the dinero
Nigga flow so retarded
We be getting gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy party 'cause its the

Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Twenty fours on my Beemer
You never know when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I ride up
Hundred deep in that K-O-D
King of Diamonds that's me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my beat
Choppers only thing free niggas
Step to me and I teach you
Somebody text his picture
Straight drop in my pika
Ace knocking my speakers
Last night I counted one mill
This morning, one fifty
Pussy niggas can't count me out,
Don't make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve bugiddy jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with princess and baguettes
Same old brick, but's it's different yay
Yeah that's candy paint, on my seven Tre

Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, black card in my pocket
Riding round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my boxers
I ain't got time to be boxing
Got a red bone she look tropic
If she fuck me right then she shopping
Young money we poppin'
I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, that's Polo
Grilled up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no socks
You niggas chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
Real nigga I'm authentic
I'll fuck the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar tending
Couple homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
Free my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the beehive
Got a G six and a G five
You pussy niggas you feline
Don't stop the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fucus and Marley

Cause its the same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Momma need a house, baby need some shoes
They want that Carter Four, bitch, it's coming soon

Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a house (house)
Baby need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting hard (hard)
Guess what I'ma gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard




Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Hustle" by Van McCoy Vs. Rick Ross describe the struggle of trying to make ends meet in a tough world. The song talks about the dream of owning a house and buying shoes for a child, but acknowledges that times are tough, and the only way to achieve those dreams is through hard work and determination. The chorus repeats the line "Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard" as a reminder that without action, those dreams will remain unfulfilled.


The verses by Rick Ross describe a life of luxury that was achieved through hard work and hustling. He talks about his show money deposits, his expensive purchases, and his extravagant lifestyle, all of which he achieved through dedication and hard work. He also emphasizes the importance of his team, such as T.I and Mack, and his loyalty to them. Through his verses, Ross inspires listeners to keep hustling and working hard to achieve their goals.


Overall, "Hustle" is an anthem for the working-class people who are dreaming big but struggling to make their dreams a reality. It serves as a reminder that without action and dedication, success will remain out of reach.


Line by Line Meaning

G Mix
This song is in the key of G.


I do it
I hustle.


(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
I hustle a lot.


(G mix)
Again, this song is in the key of G.


This the remix
This is a new version of an existing song.


Same old shit, just a different day
My life is repetitive.


Out here tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
I'm doing everything I can to make money.


Momma need a house (house)
My mother needs a home.


Baby need some shoes (shoes)
My child needs footwear.


Times are getting hard (hard)
Money is tight.


Guess what I'ma do (what's that?)
I'm going to hustle even harder.


Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard
I'm going to hustle a lot.


Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard
I need to speak up for myself and make things happen.


Okay, I'm booked out until August
I have a lot of work coming up.


Show money deposits
I'm making a lot of money from my performances.


See the shit then I cop it
I buy what I want.


Got but a house note in my pocket
I have just enough money for my mortgage payment.


I'm on south beach with the top off
I'm driving a convertible on a popular beach in Miami.


Bad bitch and her ass soft
I'm with an attractive woman who has a nice backside.


Something outta that catalog
I bought her something expensive.


She introduced to that lock jaw
She performed oral sex on me.


And I think her name was Lisa
I don't remember her name very well.


Or maybe it was Sheila
I don't remember her name very well.


My Chevy sittin' too high
My truck is lifted and sits higher than usual.


I call that Wiz Khalifa
I named my truck after a famous rapper.


And I'm all about them Franklins
I'm all about making money.


Ain't talkin' Aretha
I'm not talking about the singer Aretha Franklin, but instead hundred dollar bills.


Bitch my league too major
I'm too successful for someone of lower status.


I'm hip hop Derek Jeter
I am a successful hip hop artist, like Derek Jeter, a famous baseball player.


And I'm still feeling my pockets
I still have a lot of money in my pockets.


Big bass and its knocking
The music in my car has a lot of bass.


Yeah this be that remix
This is definitely the new version of the song.


But still ride around with that rocket
I still carry a gun with me in my car.


Nigga walking back to my household
I'm walking back to my house.


"We The best" be that logo
The logo on my clothing says "We the Best".


Hundred grand for that neck glow
I spent a lot of money on a necklace that is shiny.


All about the dinero
It's all about making money.


Nigga flow so retarded
My rap style is unique and stands out.


We be getting gnarly
We're having lots of fun and going wild.


Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy party 'cause its the
I am partying with my friends Ross and Wheezy.


Twenty fours on my Beemer
I have expensive rims on my BMW.


You never know when I slide up
I can show up at any time.


Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I ride up
I have a 9mm pistol with a red laser sight with me.


Hundred deep in that K-O-D
There are 100 people with me at the King of Diamonds strip club.


King of Diamonds that's me nigga
I'm the most important person at the strip club.


No you bitches can't hit my beat
My music is too good for other rappers to collaborate with me.


Choppers only thing free niggas
I'm carrying a firearm with me for my safety.


Step to me and I teach you
If you confront me, I will beat you up.


Somebody text his picture
Someone took a photo of my enemy and sent it to me.


Straight drop in my pika
I have a lot of cocaine in my car.


Ace knocking my speakers
I'm playing music by rapper Ace Hood loudly in my car.


Last night I counted one mill
I counted one million dollars last night.


This morning, one fifty
I made 150 thousand dollars this morning.


Pussy niggas can't count me out,
My haters can't keep me from being successful.


Don't make me hurt ya feelings, ah
Don't make me insult you or harm you.


V twelve bugiddy jet blue, forget it
I have a blue jet with a V12 engine, it's amazing.


Rolex embedded with princess and baguettes
My Rolex watch has diamonds on it.


Same old brick, but's it's different yay
I'm selling the same type of drugs but with a different name.


Yeah that's candy paint, on my seven Tre
My car is painted in a shiny candy-like color.


Guess what we gonna do
We're going to hustle more.


OK, now, black card in my pocket
I have a credit card with no spending limit.


Riding round in that 'Gatti
I'm driving a Bugatti, a very expensive and fast car.


Pistol off my boxers
I'm carrying a gun in my underwear.


I ain't got time to be boxing
I don't have time for physical fights.


Got a red bone she look tropic
I'm with a light-skinned woman who looks exotic.


If she fuck me right then she shopping
If she has sex with me the way I want, I'll buy her things.


Young money we poppin'
My rap crew is very successful.


I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
I'm better than other rappers, like the famous actor Anthony Hopkins is great at acting.


See that V-neck, that's Polo
I'm wearing a V-neck shirt made by Ralph Lauren's Polo brand.


Grilled up like Ocho
My teeth are covered in gold, like the football player Chad Ochocinco.


Chuck Taylors with no socks
I'm wearing converse sneakers without wearing socks.


You niggas chicken, po' yo
You're weak and scared.


Nigga live in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
I live a luxurious lifestyle, like every day is the weekend and I spend money at a famous strip club on weekdays.


Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
My style is so cool that it's foolish, like the character Kelly Bundy from Married... with Children.


Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
I have a large and luxurious home, with an aquarium that contains actual sharks.


Real nigga I'm authentic
I'm a genuine and authentic person.


I'll fuck the bitches 'til she short winded
I'll have sex with a woman until she's tired and out of breath.


Got a bad bitch who be bar tending
I'm dating an attractive woman who works as a bartender.


Couple homies that gang bang
Some of my friends are involved with gangs.


I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
I collaborate with other rappers and my verses are so good that they make their songs better, like rapper Lil Wayne's popular style.


Free my nigga T.I
I support the release of the rapper T.I. from prison.


SooWoo to the beehive
I'm showing support for the Bloods gang and the fans of Beyoncé, who are known as the Beyhive.


Got a G six and a G five
I own both a Gulfstream G650 and a Gulfstream G550 jet.


You pussy niggas you feline
You're weak and scared.


Don't stop the party, we be getting gnarly
We're not going to stop the party, we're having too much fun.


Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fucus and Marley
I'm with my friends Mack, Fucus, and Marley, addressing them with a term used by the Lone Ranger.


Cause its the same old shit, just a different day
My life is repetitive.


Out here tryna get it, each and every way
I'm doing everything I can to make money.


Momma need a house, baby need some shoes
My mother needs a home and my child needs footwear.


They want that Carter Four, bitch, it's coming soon
My fans are anticipating the release of my upcoming album, Tha Carter IV.


Guess what I'ma gonna do (do)
I'm going to hustle harder.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Antoine Mccolister, Dwayne Carter, Lexus Arnel Lewis, William Leonard Roberts

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