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[Intro: KAYTRANADA] Everybody just Everybody just Everybody just jump (Jump) Yeah, everybody just Everybody just jump (Jump) Yeah, nigga (Yeah) [Chorus: Aminé] Hit my shit like, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Had to go and, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Your bitch want that, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Gave your girl that, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Moanin' in the mornin' and she loud, she like, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Smokin' so much, I can't breath, got my lungs like, "Ugh, ugh" Monday I'ma hustle (Hustle), Tuesday I'ma hustle (Hustle) Wednesday I'ma hustle (Hustle), Thursday, bet it, we hustle (Hustle) Friday I'ma ball out then kick back, watch my opps fumble (Fumble) Saturday I'ma hustle (Yeah), Sunday she want cuddle [Verse 1: Aminé] Since I was little I've been doin' big shit Niggas lil' and they swear to God they doin' big shit (C'mon, bro) You a Nate Robinson, you ain't a Kobe, nigga The figures you make ain't the same that I be gettin', nigga Y'all takin' dreads out to make 'em braids, Rastafari to the grave Hustle like I ain't been paid, ain't no A without that K Shoot a club then I hit the hay, see your ex and I'm sayin', "Hey" I'm Jennifer Coolidge, I was on vacay, no, we not the fuckin' same Young Aminé now a household name Been ballin' for a long time, I feel like Chris Paul, mane K sent me free beats back in 2015 Now it's 2023 and we got racks in our jeans (We rich) [Chorus: Aminé] Hit my shit like, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Had to go and, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Your bitch want that, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Gave your girl that, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Moanin' in the mornin' and she loud, she like, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Smokin' so much, I can't breath, got my lungs like, "Ugh, ugh" Monday I'ma hustle (Hustle), Tuesday I'ma hustle (Hustle) Wednesday I'ma hustle (Hustle), Thursday, bet it, we hustle (Hustle) Friday I'ma ball out then kick back, watch my opps fumble (Fumble) Saturday I'ma hustle (Yeah), Sunday she want cuddle [Verse 2: Aminé] Now, who the fuck been more consistent than Kay and me? These rappers droppin' one good album then you don't hear a peep I get it, it's hard to keep this shit goin', mane Well, I mean, not for us 'cause we keep goin', mane Look, KAYTRAMINÉ made a slap, call it Will Smith Rappers ain't my friends, they finna hate us like we was Chris Rockin' shit from your wishlist, bitch, you should take a pic Yes, I got me a New Balance and I got me a new bitch (Sheesh) Say-Say-Say she don't so challenges but she dance on this dick A-All I give her is Bottega and all you give her is the ick Take the top off, now her top off, gettin' topped up in the whip Cuba Gooding Jr. with the chicken, baby, yeah, I'm lit (Yeah, nigga) [Chorus: Aminé] Hit my shit like, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Had to go and, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Your bitch want that, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Gave your girl that, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Moanin' in the mornin' and she loud, she like, "Ugh, ugh" (Wee) Smokin' so much, I can't breath, got my lungs like, "Ugh, ugh" Monday I'ma hustle (Hustle), Tuesday I'ma hustle (Hustle) Wednesday I'ma hustle (Hustle), Thursday, bet it, we hustle (Hustle) Friday I'ma ball out then kick back, watch my opps fumble (Fumble) Saturday I'ma hustle (Yeah), Sunday she want cuddle (Uh-huh) [Outro] Everybody just Everybody just bounce, bounce, bounce (What? Nigga? What?) Everybody just Everybody just bounce Woo Uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh Bounce Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo