No More Lyrics

Yeah, Hustla

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right money right

The pots hot as the rock expands it the paper chasin man
on the clock like hands grindin like teeth get money like
heath cliff hukstable keep it comin
like keith gotta meke last forever for worse or for better
gotta make it past the devil so guns i got several and
everybody plays the fool says aaron
nevelle bu i just play to win holler back like heavy metal.
smellin like pedals from a rose so they hoes. my breads
buildin bagels and legos when i rose
they froze trust me for the pesos im an a hole AK holes.
think face blow and understand talkin money by the case
loads gun off safety im in safe mode i
will hold court until the case closed. brown bag bitch

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right money right

young new investment aint no turnin me back had the rubber band
stacks in the button king sack and i aint never goin back sike
i love the life standin
under the street ilght tryin to get off that white at a reasonable price
nah i aint tryin to bargain wit ya niggas hatin
well i guess they gonna be
starvin wit u i got 2 jobs i sell and cop shit like father like son well
i was adopoted. i told the birdman stunna gimme a chance
and i dont even wannaLil Wayne - No More - http://motolyrics.com/lil-wayne/no-more-lyrics.html
tell u waht i did with my advance cause im only a man
i had to feed my fam takin that hood shit and copped
about 24 grams man i guess it is wat it is it
was wat it was before the rap game i waas sellin drugs either way
im six figures before my first record ill stunt yall dont respect
my my work habits im a
hustla

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right money right

yeah thank u up nigga uptown from an 8 to a quater from
a half to a brick from an 0 to the ozies that how im hood rich a
nd murder was the case got me
emptyin a lot clips stunna hollerin birdman nigga right back in
this bitch 3rd world throw the u up im rollin in the whip with this
money on my mind gotta
hustla and to lift them high rise dealin me and youngin on some
shit breaking bread choppin millions cause a bitch aint shit told
as a youngin how roll
with the chopper if money on your block for the money ima pop
ya nigga wanna hate but they money wouldnt stop us from ridin
fly whips now they hoe out
jockin we stunnin while ya hating nigga stunna is wat made ya i
hear ya poppin shit but the birdman raised ya bitch birdman got
an army birdman got a navy
and cash money cant save ya.

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right nah

I got the brown bag full of money i got the work goin to florida
and i swore that i wont ever hutla no more but i dont never say
that no more got my mind
right money right