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Afroman Presents: The Hungry Hustlerz - Starvation Is Motivation
01. Check This Out
02. Dirty South Legend
03. Going Out Tonite
04. Where I'm From
05. Eye of tha Storm
06. I'm Ballin'
07. Shake Your Ass
08. Money Make tha World Go 'round
09. Palmdale Is tha City
10. Talkin' to My Homies
11. Still Smokin'
12. The First Time
13. Hungry Hustla Hollas
[Intro: Mac Dre & (Mi-T)
Man, I really need some money
(Man I do too, mayne)
I heard that
(Shiiiiiit)

Yeah man, man ain't no, hey
I was telling my man, you know

It ain't no, it ain't no farms out here
(Man I know)
Hey man, either you got a dollar or you don't
(True, true)
I mean you can starve right here in America

I ain't got no job, I got money though
You know, that's no prob
I'm a hustler, I don't steal or rob
I'm a peacemaker, I don't shoot and squab
I'm Black so I gotta work for myself
Sign new artists and invest my wealth

Keep new CDs on the shelf
Smoke and drink for my excellent health
Hit the shows, bust my flows

Shake all dick-teasing scandalous hoes
Pass out promos, I call 'em fro-mos
Rappers interrupting my show, homos
Independent no doubt, no sellout

If I go to jail I don't dwell, I bail out
But I won't 'cause I don't fuck around with the sound
People pound underground, I gets down and I clown
I never jeopardize something this size
Open your eyes, bitch realize

I'm on the rise beyond the skies
If you got demands, I got supplies
Whatever you need, music or weed
Call my number and I'll come with speed
Because (fo' sho')

Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round

Don't sit on my ass, I'm 'bout my cash
I stay on the grind, I stay on the mash
'Bout having things, if you can't tell
I remember when I was broke as hell
Always wanted to try and play football
But now my wife, my daughter call
It seems my dreams of football teams
Disappear like steam, so now my schemes
Get bread, get dough, buy land, you know
Pay tax for sure, plant some indo

And when it grow, I'll let you know
To come to town and cop a pound
It's green, not brown, the best I found

Roll it up and pass it around
Whatever you need, music or weed

Just call my number, I'll come with speed
Because

Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round

Lights, water, food, gas
No money, gun blast
Tangle, tussle, money, muscle
No job, hungry hustle
Walk, talk, drink, think
Smoke, choke, stack, bank
Invest my funds, cop up my guns
And spread the game to my loved ones

No matter what, I'm gon' get paid

Get out of town before the raid
Set up a new shop, avoid the cops

Let my head bop to the hip-hop
Checking traps, busting raps
Shaving naps, counting snaps
Paying bills, supplying meals
Lyrical skills bring me deals
Because

Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round
Money make the world go round
World go round, world go round