Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
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Work
Had to get back to the burbs
Sit your bitch ass on the curb
I lay it down in the earth
Nigga ain't puttin in work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Had to get back to the burbs
Sit your bitch ass on the curb
I lay it down in the earth
Nigga ain't puttin in work
I sit and stare from afar
You got a bike not a car
R33 when I walk
I'm smokin higher than mars
Push it away from the set
Shawty she givin that neck
Pussy ain't give it a rest
Then imma do it again
Rise up the ranks and you know imma go
Smokin the gas I ain't pourin a four
Had to get tough cuz the money was low
Trappin for bands make my way to the store
Totin them tags so I'm feelin like woah
Feel like a king when I walk through the mall
Louis my belt but the Zumies the plug
Walkin around with a purpose to go
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Had to get back to the burbs
Sit your bitch ass on the curb
I lay it down in the earth
Nigga ain't puttin in work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Had to get back to the burbs
Sit your bitch ass on the curb
I lay it down in the earth
Nigga ain't puttin in work