You could scratch my itch

If you were a little bolder,

You could be my bitch

If you were a little older,

I could make you rich

If you had a warmer shoulder.

First I turned the switch,

And then I rock and rolled her

Hustler,

I’m just a hustler, I’m just a hustler,

I’m just a hustler.

Did you think I woul’d stay ‘till tomorrow?

Did you think I’d repay what I borrowed?

You could be my key

If you knew the combination,

You could come with me

If you knew my destination,

I could set you free if you had imagination.

I didn’t let her see my cold premeditation.

Hustler,

I’m just a hustler, I’m just a hustler,

I’m just a hustler.

Did you think I’d stay 'till tomorrow?

Did you think I'd repay what I borrowed?

Did you think I would care

About your sorrow?

I’m just, I’m just a hustler.

You could scratch my itch...

I could make you rich...

Hustler,

I'm just a hustler, I’m just a hustler,

I'm just a hustler.

Did you think I’d stay ‘till tomorrow?

Did you think I'd repay what I borrowed?

Did you think I would care

About your sorrow?

I’m just a hustler, I’m just a hustler^[2]