Return of the Hustle (feat. Swizz Beatz)

Record mode Get your money in the air like this (yeah, yeah) Fab Time, BK We fi' knock this out, homie (yes) Street da-da-da-da-damn (yes) Aye, it's a new year, and I'm back for new money Just, I think I left somethin' (Just Blaze!) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M It's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar (yes) bill, yup, yup It's the return of the young hustle A nigga came for the money, not the tongue tussle (yeah) Me I'd rather do my lip lashin' (yes), when the chips cash in Then you might see me on the strip flashin' Like Vegas lights, and they say I shine Vegas bright Draw a crowd like a Vegas fight So shit, gettin' hit in my leg is light I mean it coulda been a 2Pac Vegas night Or maybe a Notorious L.A. evening (Baby, you okay?) I mean well I'm breathin' Hell I'm even, bosser than I left The money ain't right, then I toss you to the left Yes, to the left, to the left Everything is hustle to the death for the F- A-B baby, they be lazy Gucci straightjacket 'cause I may be crazy Loony for the loot, psycho for the paper This a new year, but I recycle for the paper (uh-huh) If green talks, then I'm the Geico with the paper (uh-huh) So have my check right, no typos with the paper (come on, man), please Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M (come on) It's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup (come on, man) Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, hot shit Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M (come on) It's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup (yeah) Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill (yes), y'all, yup (yes) Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, yup, yup (hands in the air) They say the rap game remind 'em of the crack game That's why they money go quicker than a crack high My money stack high, how high? Shaq high Yao high, that's why, yours is Bow Wow high You lookin' at your new hustle, like your last hustle Was looked at as Russell, in my past hustle Shorty work it, she be on her ass hustle She make it clap, she know how to work them ass muscles Fast rush you, then back to the money They say I'm frontin', can't turn my back to the money And truthfully you're cool, but I'm attracted to money So why don'tcha turn your back to the money and let it shake I'm lovin' how you move that smooth, you let it snake But players don't chase at it, baby, we let it make Bet it make sense when you make them dollars (yup) I ain't gotta make them move, but I make them holla (yup) This my year, but y'all can help me celebrate I'm 9:15, that means I'm hella straight Swizz stacks, Just Blaze bucks (yeah) I'm back for my money (yes), it's just they luck (come on, man) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M (come on) It's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup (come on, man) Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, hot shit Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M (come on) It's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup (yeah) Get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all, yup (yes) Get that money, yup (Just Blaze) (Fab, hands in the air), dollar, dollar bill, yup, yup (Swizzy) Get your money in the air, m-m-money in the air Get your money in the air, m-m-money in the air Let me see it up, let, let me see it up (come on) Let me see it up, let, let me see it up (get on the jet, nigga), ladies Money in the air, m-m-money in the urr-urr Money in the air, m-m-money in the urr-urr Money in the air, mo', money in the air Let me see it up, nigga, you don't need that dough You don't need that, you don't need that, you don't need that You don't need that dough