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Aksel - Handsome Hustler Lyrics

Handsome Hustler Lyrics[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I need more than a hand to say who I'm better than
New crib, ain't settled in, all-time high, this a heavy strand
Raw nigga, probably carry shit, he pure medicine
Went from underdog to the dog out the kennel
He the boss that respect the intern and the middleman
Young floss like Jigga Man
Dress like prom, I should put the corsage on your sister hand
Every problem get solved when you the bigger man
Time just Mach 6 and
I'm gettin' my rocks off by top vixens
Used to be in the hood indulgin' in popped bitches
Now I could pop SZA, I talk nice, she say the vibe different
Hands clean, I ain't got no time to box with you
Sendin' shots with you, subtweet, comment on y'all pictures
I just wanna talk the top shit
And probably with a Sprinter of thot bitches, I'm on somethin'

[Chorus]
Caught in the motion (True)
Tell her we fuckin', leave the emotions
Baby, I got you open (True)
See the look in your eyes, know where I'm goin' (Yeah)
Push the legs to the side and let me go in (True)
Came from the bottom, know I got bigger plans (Yeah)
Don't play with my top, you know I got bigger plans (True)
Come fuck with your guy, you know I got bigger plans (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Let me talk my shit again, hold your thoughts and your sentiments
Hold the applause 'til I'm finishin'
This my train of pretty women aboard, we gon' get 'em in
And disregard all they nigga friends
The course is bigger, clean-cut like the barber did it
Shakin' the towns like Harlem, nigga
My approach, Dior brooch is on just to compliment 'em
They say I'm dressed like a Harvard nigga
Can you fault 'em?
Pardon my player, it get exhaustin'
Bein' top five to duck four in foreign V's you can't imagine the cost of
Overseas, I keep gettin' deported, it's awkward
Two-door, switch lanes in it (True)
I get low like temp fades with it
Come on, my wrist plain, such a big face in it (Yeah)
And walk through like Rick James, nigga

[Chorus]
Caught in the motion (True)
Tell her we fuckin', leave the emotions
Baby, I got you open (True)
See the look in your eyes, know where I'm goin' (Yeah)
Push the legs to the side and let me go in (True)
Came from the bottom, know I got bigger plans (Yeah)
Don't play with my top, you know I got bigger plans (True)
Come fuck with your guy, you know I got bigger plans (Yeah)

[Outro]
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