| Ain’t no pussy good enough for me to go raw
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| Unless Rihanna titties out with her thong off
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| Ain’t no pussy good enough for me to go raw
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| Unless Rihanna titties out with her thong off
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| She could fuck Drake, Chris and Meek Mills
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| I tell her give me the pussy after you done with them
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| I get a bitch pregnant then I’m going ham nigga
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| And if a nigga won’t beef we going ham nigga
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| On my St. Louis shit we going ram nigga
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| And with the rock eye dip like cam nigga
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| 187 I’m a motherfucking drug dealer
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| Like a dyke swear to God I don’t love niggas
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| And on my metro talking to my eses
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| Get off 9 I ain’t slept like in 9 days
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| And my drop top looking like MacGyver
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| I make my baby mama do all my driving
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| I’m a regis to my sun just like me
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| Get off the pill and I might get high fe
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| 187 to the feds I’m drug dealer
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| Like a dyke swear to God I don’t like niggas
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| And on my metro talking to my eses
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| Get off 9 I ain’t slept like in 9 days
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| I got work nigga
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| I’m in the spot feeling just like a smoker
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| My nigga Mace nick named himself Coca
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| Him and puchi go hard with the chocha
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| J Imagine in my mind
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| See these hoes ain’t shit but I’m the same
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| Fuck a bitch me and studs we’re the same
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| I’m a blood like my nigga Lil Wayne
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| I’m a blood like fuck it I bang
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| Get off 99 ways 9 different place
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| 9 times out of 10 all these niggas fake
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| 9 ratchets got more than just 9 lives
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| And with that 9 I can make 9 mama’s cry
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| 187 to my motherfucking enemies
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| Fuck a snitch and a motherfucking witness
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| Make a bitch get rid like real fast
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| You look back like daddy, shit I got eyes
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| 187 to the feds I’m drug dealer
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| Like a dyke swear to God I don’t like niggas
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| And on my metro talking to my eses
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| Get off 9 I ain’t slept like in 9 days
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| I got work nigga
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| 9/11 insides with a blue roof
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| Feel my nigga booze up, that’s my blue roof
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| Remember back then when I didn’t have shit
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| Me and my niggas stick together like ass cheeks
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| Fuck a yee and a buster I don’t need that
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| Got a DM like nigga I need that
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| Give her loan dick and tell her what’s the feedback
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| Too many eyes and you circle when the G’s at
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| Where the P’s at, where the B’s at
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| And if you’re crippled certified where the C’s at?
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| Where the V’s at, where the tree’s at
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| Where whoops up are just the master meeze at
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| 187 tell that pussy I overkilled
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| Lil pretty, lil bitch had to overhear
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| Like a pussy name clip of the same shit
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| She got some wet lick nigga cause I can’t quit
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| 187 to the feds I’m drug dealer
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| Like a dyke swear to God I don’t like niggas
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| And on my metro talking to my eses
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| Get off 9 I ain’t slept like in 9 days
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| I got work nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Work , by - Joe Moses. Song from the album From Nothing to Something, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп