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The Hustler

Enter the hustler With monetary momentary speed He's rolling Not a man of need He's got it squared away No specific race these days, all races participate Man of grace, charisma, his needs On any other day He's got gold so he knows The hustle night and day He's got the glory of the prize Standing straight and tall On this side of the ball He checks it all Watch the paper trail Always gets by Sly slipping out the back way When no body has Eyes on him Turns around with that golden smile Panther style the cool of charisma More than you can guess, major No temporary swag His mission, stroll the GOAL GET THE MONEY AT OPPORTUNITY'S DOOR stay the patrol He glows Light the life of jive Known to thrive customary stride when he goes Smooth EXIT THE LEGEND STROLLS

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