Yeah, I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me
If I had the money to go to a record store, I would Go to the record store Go to the record store and put records in my clothes Go to the record store Gotta walk out the record door past that record man
Go to the record store and put it in my clothes and walk past that record man Gotta have the sticky hands when your ass is broke like me Go to that record store, steal some records man I'm telling you I'm broke But I'm surviving and I can cope
Yeah, I'm a hustler baby That's what my daddy's made me
It's eight o'clock and I got nothing to do Can't go to the club so I guess I'll go to the record store Visit my record man with my sticky hands, Walk out that record door with the records in my clothes
What the fuck is you gonna do? What the fuck is you gonna do about it? Nothing.