Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. Pyrex, artist - Young Jeezy.
Date of issue: 22.08.2019
Song language: English
Mr. Pyrex |
I’m here for thug motherfucking motivation, nigga |
Give a fuck what you niggas think |
I’m here to motivate the thugs and get this bread, nigga |
Other than that, nigga, it’s now |
Huh, yeah |
What they call that nigga? |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working, yeah) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, ha-haa) |
Just closed a million dollar deal behind curtains (Hey) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working) |
One-point-seven in the bag, that’s for certain (For certain) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working) |
You niggas know I’ve done it, you niggas saw how I did it (Yeah) |
Got the eye of the tiger, guess I was over competitive (Hey) |
Adrenaline, discipline, I’m gon' need me some Ritalin (Damn) |
And I ain’t serving these niggas, guess I’m gon' need me some middlemen (Ha-haa) |
That boy moving militant, like he fresh out the military (Yeah) |
They want me to fall off (Fall off), that closer to Nevervuary (Yeah) |
My vision in legendary (Huh), my hustle is necessary (Woo) |
It’s grind over pride, nigga (Yeah), you slip or you slide, nigga |
Can’t have it no other way (Yeah), you broke or you’re tired, nigga (What's up?) |
You can’t be both (Nah), that’s when your bitch get ghost (You already know |
what it is) |
Possession, intent, you do the job or get fired, nigga |
Don’t pull her underwear, she pull them shits to the side, nigga (You already |
know what it is) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working, yeah) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, ha-haa) |
Just closed a million dollar deal behind curtains (Woo) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working) |
One-point-seven in the bag, that’s for certain (For certain) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, let’s go) |
I beat the feds, bitch (Yeah), I’m as smart as they come (Ayy) |
Take them bricks out there wrapped, they look like teeth with no gums (Ha-haa) |
That chopper came with a drum (Boom), Travis Barker a nigga (Barker a nigga) |
Couple mill' on that stove, Betty Crocker for figgas |
The way I’m scraping this pot, you’d think this shit was delicious |
Now the whole kitchen dirty, I gotta do all the dishes (Damn) |
G, G, G for the gutter, you niggas know where I’m from (Know where I’m from) |
Blew all the money fast, you niggas know what I’d done (Ayy) |
Got scorpions on it, you niggas know how they coming (Know how they comin') |
Balled in Europe all summer, you niggas know I ain’t fronting |
Party to San Tropez, then took the chopper to Monaco |
Same young nigga that had them rocks at the Amoco |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working, yeah) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working) |
Just closed a million dollar deal behind curtains (Curtains) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working, working) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working) |
One-point-seven in the bag, that’s for certain (Certain) |
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (Working) |
We working, nigga |
Whether we in them boardrooms or we in the block, nigga |
We still gettin' it |