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Brown liquor and my homies like to smoke a lot Burners everywhere fuck around and you getting shot Let's work, let's work Shorty got a body like crazy I don't care if her ass fake Get money and stay quiet for God's sake Do your dirt all by your lonely! Wrist game neckpiece drip to the floor I don't know her but she look like ready to score No beef but my niggas is ready for war I put that merch in the bag like I'm leaving on tour 45 in the sneaker plate I don't walk unless my money and my liquor straight I'm too busy woodie I ain't got no time to hate You ain't see a million dollars let me demonstrate Money counter, money counter Point blank range head trey pounder Took a minute for me grow up This a different kind of blow up Make them hating niggas throw up Brown liquor and my homies like to smoke a lot Burners everywhere fuck around and you getting shot Let's work, let's work Shorty got a body like crazy I don't care if her ass fake Get money and stay quiet for God's sake SongtexteDo your dirt all by your lonely! Do my dirt all by my lonely Told my homies I'll let them know when to phone me Headed out of town where none of these niggas know me Playing beenie man all about romie In them big fat sister Naomi Never talk about money nigga and not show me Lets work, the next work can triple the net worth In the mix when the flip done Shorty got her ass and her tits done Why I give a shit if her pussy wet and your dick cum That's your business I'm thinking about my income I'm mister all that and then some Im mister fall back or red rum 50 drum shots to your head will make the feds come Lets work, the expert Is giving the best work you gon be the next merc Nigga! Brown liquor and my homies like to smoke a lot Burners everywhere fuck around and you getting shot Let's work, let's work Shorty got a body like crazy I don't care if her ass fake Get money and stay quiet for God's sake Do your dirt all by your lonely! Me I do my dirt on the dolo that's how I roll though Uppercut jabs and bolos yeah I throw those Its time to lean on a mark I'm bout to get the 2017 just to park it Still put your spleen on the carpet Get rid of that thing before the narcs hit We blowing heavy going hard on the yak From a place to make it out is even hard than crack (Y-O) If I turn around on ya niggas pardon my back It's the adrenaline rush when I'm discharging the mac The pain goes way it just hurts Playtime is over so lets work Brown liquor and my homies like to smoke a lot Burners everywhere fuck around and you getting shot Let's work, let's work Shorty got a body like crazy I don't care if her ass fake Get money and stay quiet for God's sake Do your dirt all by your lonely! Brown liquor and my homies like to smoke a lot Burners everywhere fuck around and you getting shot Let's work, let's work Shorty got a body like crazy I don't care if her ass fake Get money and stay quiet for God's sake Do your dirt all by your lonely! Aus Songtexte Mania