| Niggas work and work and make you work to live
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| Don’t work, if that don’t work, straps of work
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| Thank god this rap shit work, my niggas chill rap the work
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| My niggas will go back and forth
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| Tryin' to pack the work
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| I’m just tryin' to pack it back to Africa
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| More steps than my passport, nigga back to work
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| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
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| Shit wasn’t sweet when they left me deserted
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| And now I had a heart but you broke it
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| And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em
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| Now I’m turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you
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| Yeah, I’m turnin' up on everybody, god don’t save 'em let me do what I do
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| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
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| Niggas get nervous when they seem determined
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| All black Suburban, boom, boom, boom
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| Came through swervin', turban was Hermes
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| Where the bitches at that’s determined?
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| Where the bitches at that rap verses?
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| She gon' tap my name and that’s cursive
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| I’ma kill the cat what’s the verdict?
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| Matter of fact I’m back in my turban, back in my snapback let me serve 'em
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| Heard your knee crack, I cook that perfect, yeah, cook that perfect
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| Yeah, I put that work in, Maybach gon' wrap those curtains
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| Yeah, yeah, got here go my verses
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| Niggas work and work and make you work to live
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| Don’t work, if that don’t work, straps of work
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| Thank god this rap shit work my niggas chill, rap the work
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| My niggas will go back and forth
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| Tryin' to pack the work
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| I’m just tryin' to pack it back to Africa
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| More steps than my passport, nigga back to work
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| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
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| Shit wasn’t sweet when they left me deserted
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| And now I had a heart but you broke it
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| And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em
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| Now I’m turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you
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| Yeah, I’m turnin' up on everybody, god don’t save 'em let me do what I do
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| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
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| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
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| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
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| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
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| Niggas work and work and make you work to live
|
| Don’t work, if that don’t work, straps of work
|
| Thank god this rap shit work my niggas chill, rap the work
|
| My niggas will go back and forth
|
| Tryin' to pack the work
|
| I’m just tryin' to pack it back to Africa
|
| More steps than my passport, nigga back to work
|
| Fynna throw the hoodie on like a turban
|
| Shit wasn’t sweet when they left me deserted
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| And now I had a heart but you broke it
|
| And now I had feelings but you hurt 'em
|
| Now I’m turnin' up on everybody, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you
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| Yeah, I’m turnin' up on everybody, god don’t save 'em let me do what I do |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Turbans , by - Tyga. Song from the album Fuk Wat They Talkin Bout, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп