Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Work, artist - Yo Gotti. Album song CM7: The World Is Yours, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Be Great
Song language: English
Work |
Niggas playing Pac-man, chasing power pennies, |
I’m playing Call of Duty with that main lady. |
If devil in the zone I shoot it long |
And if you go against the team is bad, call me hell at it. |
Lord, forgive me for my sins, I’m just trying to get the billions. |
In the kitchen with the pirates, land brick, I gotta make a stretch. |
Spread your wings, let me see you fly, |
Can you bring the nigga back, twenty five. |
I rob a bank, damn, she still with double face nigga. |
Work, where is that? |
Work, quit saying that. |
Work, what you mean with that? |
Work, thousand grant man. |
Work, where is that? |
Work, quit saying that. |
Work, what you mean with that? |
Work, thousand grant man. |
God, forgive me for my sins, |
I fucked the game, tired of making plans. |
Broke a brick down, tried to buy billions, |
Diamonds all black, caught it, take it for the teens. |
I bought a big house with a fence |
And had to pay taxes for them ams. |
I paid what was off in ninety six, |
I pay cars off since since. |
Fly with a model, drinking out the bottle, |
She don’t like to drink but sure she like to swallow, |
Early on the road, grabbing on the faulty, |
Fifty in the morning spend sixty in the party. |
Work, where is that? |
Work, quit saying that. |
Work, what you mean with that? |
Work, thousand grant man. |
Work, where is that? |
Work, quit saying that. |
Work, what you mean with that? |
Work, thousand grant man. |
That boy shit, boom, turn on, |
I have plans on the hoe, will she burn up? |
You nigga fighting over hoe, you kidding me, |
So you think that bitch belong to you? |
You shitting me. |
Fly like shit, real nigga, we don’t holla at shit, |
This real, that chain, these watches, my shit. |
Gold chain is the side shit, black creator and it’s popping. |
Standing on the couches with my head calling, |
I’m in this bitch acting like it’s my spot, |
Lights on us, plankton, you know it breaks all us, granted. |
Work, where is that? |
Work, quit saying that. |
Work, what you mean with that? |
Work, thousand grant man. |
Work, where is that? |
Work, quit saying that. |
Work, what you mean with that? |
Work, thousand grant man. |