Hussel - M.I.A., Afrikan boy

We do it cheap

Hide our money in the heap

Send it home and make 'em study

Fixing teeth

I got family, a friend in need

A hand to throw the gasoline

A mobile phone, hooked up to the scene

Hello, my friend, yes, it’s me

Don’t be scared, there’s somethin' going on

I’m gettin' money, since I’ve grown

Could be dash, go out and hustle 'em

But, I hate money cause it makes me numb

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Grind, grind, grind

Why does everyone got hustle on their mind?

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Grind, grind, grind

Why does everyone got hustle on their mind?

You think its tough now?

Come to Africa!

You think its tough now?

Come to Africa!

You think its tough now?

Come to Africa!

You think its tough now?

Come to Africa!

You think its tough now?

Come to Africa!

Out there, we are grinding like pepper

You can catch me on the motorway

Selling sugar, water, and pepper

I rep Africa, not Miami

Hustle, hustle with M.I.A

I’m broke, I’ve got indefinite stay

You can’t touch me, like leprosy

I hustle though from here to Sri Lanka

My mum told me to be an accountant

Bun that, I wanna work in a corner shop

Contact Sugu, he’s got the contacts, mayne!

I’m illegal, I don’t pay tax-tax

EMA, yes, I’m claiming that, that

Police, I try to avoid them

They catch me hustling they say, «Deport them!»

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Grind, grind, grind

Why does everyone got hustle on their mind?

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Grind, grind, grind

Why does everyone got hustle on their mind?

Ugh!

Afrikan Boy!

You know I’m big in Mozambique!

Hey-hey!

Hello, my friend!

Hello, my friend!

Hello, my friend, yes, it’s me!

Hello, my friend!

Hello, my friend!

Hello, my friend, yes, it’s me!

4 by 3, 3 buy 3

Buy 1 song, get 1 free

Maybe me, a bootleg CD, color TV, or a DVD

We got barrels in the sea

It’s big enough to take a whole family

We drum on it like

Jun cha cha ju gu ju gu cha!

Jun cha cha ju gu ju gu cha!

Come sit by me, let me tell you we

Don’t do bling, but we do white-tee

Up some jungle, up some tree

One second, my phone’s ringing

It’s my friend, Habibi

He then went drop, called me

Cheap Moroccan, got no credit than me

Ya’ll got less credit than me

I keep that tab at a shop like a G

Cause without me, there’ll be no chocolate Hershey!

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Grind, grind, grind

Why does everyone got hustle on their mind?

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Grind, grind, grind

Why does everyone got hustle on their mind?