werk - sleepo lyrics
hook:
she say she want a molly so i gave that hoe a perc
made her bend it over, she said she like how it hurt
she saw me with a stack and asked how much i make
how you be having so much money
shut up b*tch and go to work
she say she want a molly so i f*cked her on a perc
made her bend it over, she said she like how it hurt
she saw me with a stack and asked how much i make
how you be having so much money
shut up b*tch and go to work
verse:
let me introduce myself they call me sleepo baby
the type to break a b*tch for every dollar and f*ck her later
i’m guessing that’s the reason why i gain so many haters
she all about a check yeah my b*tch about her paper
just pulled off the lot in a scat who want the smoke
my b*tch ain’t got no license i let candy drive the boat
i can’t get caught lacking so i ride round with the pole
my bloodaz ain’t on molly but they always on go
n*ggas beat they b*tch up when they listen to my music
why the f*ck you do that she a fan that’s sh*ts confusing
boy stay with his momma ain’t got no car but got a scooter
old p*ssy ass boy i’ll have your kids singing my music
hook:
she say she want a molly so i gave that hoe a perc
made her bend it over, she said she like how it hurt
she saw me with a stack and asked how much i make
how you be having so much money
shut up b*tch and go to work
she say she want a molly so i f*cked her on a perc
made her bend it over, she said she like how it hurt
she saw me with a stack and asked how much i make
how you be having so much money
shut up b*tch and go to work
verse:
b*tch i’m on some slime sh*t uh uh
your lil b*tch a thot she let my slime hit uh uh
she ate me for a outfit uh uh
n*ggas pay for premium he a trick trick uh uh
went to johnny dang told him drip me down in ice
yeah i’m the treading topic b*tch i shine with out a light
life is just a gamble so go ahead and roll the dice
and if you disrespect me i’ma put that on your life
why the f*ck my palms itching uh uh
my momma said it’s money then i want four million uh uh
walk in the club b*tch i be big chilling uh uh
you ain’t no mother f*cking pimp n*gga you stay simping uh uh
outro:
hahaha these n*ggas really out here crazy ya heard me
holling about they in they bag
but these n*ggas driving their b*tch car hahaha
living with their momma and sh*t ya heard me
lil n*gga stop playing, b*tch i been doing this sh*t ya heard me
yeah, gang
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