working - gotti03 lyrics
(intro)
kayrims you did your thing n*gga
turn me up tho you hear me, yeah you hear me
i’ve been working n*gga you hear me
(hook)
working and working and working my pockets was hurting
i jumped off the porch and i straight put that work in
n*ggas is p*ssy get pressed and start flirting
they give me the drop and i bet that i murk*’em
i promise
i draw on your face like a artist
the bigger he is then the harder he falling
i got on the court and been cooking like harden
i got on the court and i straight started balling
(verse 1)
spinning they block with a rusty ass blade
big choppa but it’s glued to my waist
ten ten toes never been scared of a fade
p*ssy boy get punched in the face
p*ssy boy get put in ya place
right on the block where they selling that ace
load up that metal and see how it taste
p*ssy boy get the f*ck out my face
ohh yeah
cuddy got the chop
and i got the glock on my waist
bodymore you won’t survive in this place
baby drake it’s the size of a vase
ohh yeah
p*ssy boy get the f*ck out my face
(hook)
working and working and working my pockets was hurting
i jumped off the porch and straight put that work in
n*ggas is p*ssy get pressed and start flirting
they give me the drop and i bet that i murk*’em
i promise
i draw on your face like a artist
the bigger he is then the harder he falling
i got on the court and been cooking like harden
i got on the court and i straight started balling
(verse 2)
cooking his noodle my shooters be saucing
410 but know shooters in boston
play with this clique on my life it a cost him
momma brought my first whip at the action
thought he was a k!lla then how they off him
got up on him sent him sent that boy to a coffin
catch his pop turn that his ass to a orphan
send him to see jesus we cross him
real n*gga top shotta
don donna
treat my b*tch like madonna
smd your honor
death before dishonor
block get hotter than a sauna
playing cops and robbers
got my hands on a chopper
spray a p*ssy and his poppa
n*ggas hating on my roster
pay him no mind
youngin on his grind
tryna block my shine
hitting with that iron
realest n*gga you can find
free my n*ggas doing time
big steppah i’m defined
even steve see me on my grind
n*ggas never pressed the line
for my daughter n*ggas dyin’
cleaned the k let it shine
4×4 it’s our time
etchit sketch it how i draw mine
i’m a vet when it’s war time
show these p*ssy how the raw grind
i’m a vet when it’s war time
(hook)
working and working and working my pockets was hurting
i jumped off the porch and straight put that work in
n*ggas is p*ssy get pressed and start flirting
they give me the drop and i bet that i murk*’em
i promise
i draw on your face like a artist
the bigger he is then the harder he falling
i got on the court and been cooking like harden
i got on the court and i straight started balling
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