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 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 the records in my clothes Go to the record store Go to the record store [Incomprehensible] record Go past that record man Go to a record store Put it in my clothes And walk past that record man Got to have the sticky hands Your ass is broke 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 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 Gotta do what you gotta do To survive Gotta take what you gotta take To stay alive Gotta do what you gotta do To survive Gotta make what you gotta make To stay alive It's 8 o' clock And I got nothing to do Can't go to the club So I guess I'll go to the record store Visit my record man With my sticky hands Walk out that record door Put your 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