Can't Knock the Hustle (Fools Paradise remix)
Jaÿ-Z Meli'sa Morgan
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'Cause you can't knock the hustle
Oh, oh yeah
Oh no, oh
Jay-Z, uh-huh
Melissa Morgan
Roc-A-Fella y'all, it don't stop
We about to change this game, dear
Check my pockets, ain't nothin' but game there
I remain without fear, keep the lanes clear
And the cats that's all about scratch remain here
On top of this metropolis, my name's like a swear
Dropped the fairy tale, now y'all can swear to Jay
Heard it the other day through the missus
Peabody scripted, we gotta hear you every night
'Fore we hit the lights, it's type addictive
Me cats that live with the beat goes on
Every day is a hustle, the heat grows on
Funny thing happens when years of chasin' money unfolds
And the only thing worse than gettin' old is not gettin' old
Niggas stay low like six-fours with shittin' golds
And watch for hoes with form-fittin' clothes
And I hope to shine, see many wrinkles
And enough memories to last you two lifetimes
Can't knock the hustle
I'm takin' out this time (Uh-huh)
To give you a piece of my mind (Uh-huh)
(But you can't knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are?
Baby, one day you'll be a star (Check this)
In a man's world, need a girl to touch somethin'
Pull a eighty out an incline purse and bust somethin'
If we skatin' through the night to the light, then trust somethin'
When I get home, then it's on
Girl, just crack and shake legs like grade A eggs
Love the way you behave and beg
Moans turn to hollers and screams as we zone like a college team
They'll make you hear you from Hollis, Queens
Life with me consists of a lot of things
Chicks in your ear kickin' dirt 'cause you got hotter rings
But you know how to scream friends talkin' dizziness
Remind them freak chicks to stay out my busyness
Know they can't love it, trips to L.A. with no luggage
Came back with six bags strugglin'
In first class if my ass should crash
Champagne spilled on me, steaks still warm on me
(Can't knock the hustle)
But until then, baby, I'm the one who's crazy
'Cause of the way you're makin' me
Feel (The way you're makin' me feel)
(But you can't knock the hustle)
I don't want no romance, I just want my buzzin'
Can't knock the hustle for real (Can't, can't)
(But you can't knock the hustle)
Ever since I retired, workin' alongside of live wires
To this rap biz with fake niggas, you know liars
I guess I'm biased, what I talk about I live
These rap dudes done flipped
And some of them ain't even rappin' for chips
What part of the game is this? Seem brainless
On tours like whores, guess what I'm sayin' I miss
Cats that go all out for they gold plaques
Started with four jacks, ended up with gold acts
Bet your lungs collapse if my funds get trapped
On their way to me through you, screw you
Gun blew you out of one to two shoes
Run through you like, "Mm, excuse you"
But that's my cash, you understand you hustlers
But that's my cash, you don't understand
Let my dough pass, you can show it love
Like a rap star in front of the club
But don't knock the hustle
I'm takin' out this time (Wanna give you)
To give you a piece of my mind (Ooh, give you, give you)
(But you can't knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are?
Baby, one day you'll be a star (Check this)
(But you can't knock the hustle)
But until then, baby, I'm the one who's crazy
'Cause of the way you're makin' me
Feel (The way you're makin' me feel)
(But you can't knock the hustle)
I don't want no romance, I just want my buzzin'
Can't knock the hustle for real (Can't, can't)
(But you can't knock the hustle)
'Cause you can't knock the hustle