Q Money

Work
I'm a dog off the leash, I'm back on my feet Bon appetite so you know it's time to eat You know how it be when you really in the streets Had a drop set me up 'cause he couldn't pay the fee For that work, work, work, work, work, work Try me you'll get murk, murk, murk, murk, murk, murk Got this out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt I pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt And I'm whippin' work, woo, woo, woo That's work, woo, woo, woo Try me you'll get murk, huh Got this out the dirt, yeah I pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt Pull up in designer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer, 'signer Get a hundred dollar line up, line up, line up, line up, line up Fresh like I'm goin' to line up, line up, line up, line up, line up I don't know a nigga flyer, flyer, flyer, flyer, flyer Might be dressed like a buyer but I'm the supplier I just left my old bitch, told her she was fired I just met a cold bitch, told her she was hired I like her attire, move work like The Wire I be sellin' work, work, work, work, work, work Try me you'll get murk, murk, murk, murk, murk, murk SongtexteGot this out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt I pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt And I'm whippin' work, woo, woo, woo That's work, woo, woo, woo Try me you'll get murk, huh Got this out the dirt, yeah And I'm whippin' work, yeah, yeah I'm back though, what you mad for? Don't be mad ho, get glad ho Remember when I tried to fuck you in the class ho? Now you hit me up, I just laugh ho I'm from the ave though, that's the blast though Didn't I tell you I was on these rappers' ass though? Don't make me pull up 'cause you know I'm gonna spazz ho Don't make me pull up with the gang, I got asshole Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah I used to be broke Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't goin' back no more Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Niggas used to take me for a joke Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bet they ass ain't doin' that no more I'm like fuck you pay me, fuck you pay me Niggas been on some fuck shit lately Remixing and wrapping and serving them babies And moving them babies like it was the eighties Really caught cases, niggas be faking Hid my dope and my scale from the cops in the basement A bitch tried to play me, she thought I was basic She thought I wouldn't make it, that bitch lookin' crazy Dog off the leash, I'm back on my feet Bon appetite so you know it's time to eat You know how it be when you really in the streets Had a drop set me up 'cause he couldn't pay the fee For that work, work, work, work, work, work Try me you'll get murk, murk, murk, murk, murk, murk Got this out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt I pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt And I'm whippin' work, woo, woo, woo That's work, woo, woo, woo Try me you'll get murk, huh Got this out the dirt, yeah I pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt Aus Songtexte Mania