| I had to work up in the trap cause I was unemployed
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| I had to work up in the trap
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| I had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah
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| Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah
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| Ridin' round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid, yeah
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| Don’t you come inside my trap house makin' hella noise, yeah
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| Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah
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| Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah
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| Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah
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| Ridin' 'round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid
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| It got me paranoid
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| It got me paranoid
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| Don’t you walk inside my trap house makin' hella noise
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| Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed
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| Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys
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| I was lookin' out the window, had to go abort that
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| Grab my work, I grab my work then flush it down the toilet
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| Then I told my brother Uno, «Hit the back door»
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| And I’m wishin' they don’t catch him like a Dragon Ball
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| If they catch us, I’ma give them what they askin' for
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| Two shots to the body, one shot to the jaw, yeah
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| Damn, they ain’t catch us, close call, yeah
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| Now my niggas pourin' up the whole four
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| Serve a nigga broad day, I will serve a nigga broad day
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| Riding down to Broadway, I had work on me like all day
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| Gotta get this guapo, man, I gotta get this money
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| If the D’s run up on me, just know that I got bail money
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| I get fast money, nigga, fucking fast money
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| Shit done hit the wall like a fucking crash dummy
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| All this jewelry on my arm look like a fucking cast, don’t it?
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| Got a rich gang, feel like Birdman, Cash Money
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| All these foreign hoes, never meant to brag on 'em
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| She put me on her face like a fuckin' mask on it
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| Ayy, I bought that bitch a bag, she ain’t notice the tag on it
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| Uno got the bag dope with the tan on it
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| I had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah
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| Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah
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| Ridin' round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid, yeah
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| Don’t you come inside my trap house makin' hella noise, yeah
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| Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah
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| Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed, yeah
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| Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys, yeah
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| Ridin' 'round town with them pounds, it got me paranoid
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| It got me paranoid
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| It got me paranoid
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| Don’t you walk inside my trap house makin' hella noise
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| Had to work up in the trap 'cause I was unemployed
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| Tuckin' work from twelve all in my Balmain corduroys |