Woo!
I gave you soft, you think I gave you sweet.
Just it up and on, you’re bound to fall.
Oh no,
don’t try to hus tle me.
You (Am)took my love, try mis took it for weak ness.
I guar an tee you can’t I won’t re peat this.
No,
don’t try to hus tle (Am)me, (try to hus tle (CN.C.)me).
’Cause I I (Am)live my life like a bul let in a gun.
Give you all my love ’til my pa tience is done.
Oh no,
don’t try to hus tle me.
(CN.C.)So, don‘t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(CN.C.)So, don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.)
A boy like you, you think I know it all.
Build like a li on, you came for sheep.
Oh no,
don’t try to hus tle me.
I (Am)spend my days try mis do you for right.
ness.
But you been blind, you can’t I see the light.
Oh no,
don’t try to hus tle (Am)me.
(try to hus tle (CN.C.)me).
’Cause I I (Am)live my life like a bul let in a gun.
Give you all my love ’til my pa tience is done.
Oh no,
don’t try to hus tle me.
(CN.C.)So, don‘t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(CN.C.)So, don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.)
A
’Cause (F)it won’t do no good at all to say you’re sor ry now.
(F)Your words, they are fall in’ on deaf ears.
And (F)it won’t do no good at all to try to work it out.
(F)How can you re place all these years?
’Cause (F)now you’ve gone and thrown a way the ver y thing you need.
Bitch, please,
don’t try to hus tle me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) (CN.C.)Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) (CN.C.)Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) (CN.C.)Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) Don’t fuck with me.
Don’t hus tle me.
(Woot, woot.) (CN.C.)Don’t hus tle me.
This page shows “Hustle” by P!nk in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of A at 190 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.