Hustler

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Hustler by Simian Mobile Disco

About Hustler

"Hustler" (18 Jun 2007) reflects the root for the term "electro", and has a few applications when making assumptions concerning the origins of it, as a genre and wonderful way to spend an evening out with friends or a good group of associates. "To combine form" would be a standard clue as to who may or may not jot a few ideas down in a song, longing for a sound that has never, to date, existed. Enjoying this track is about understanding how, lyrically .

Hustler Lyrics

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

From the album: Elektrik World Vol. 2