Lyrics:
crashing always two by two.
I don't wanna work in a building downtown,
I don't wanna see the planes hit the ground.
I don't wanna work in a building
Valentine’s Day at the crib. My
Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I can’t fool them no more. It’s job time
Every day every day
Got to work every
Five hundred racks, sold out
I never been more proud
Need more light on me (bum, bum)
Shine on me
This my final form
Tell 'em all, "Chile, please"
yo money at you bum bitch
Ask me then you prolly ain't gone find no answers
Hardbody niggas now a days is fucking panzees
Pink nine on dis nigga by his
hurt by many men
(Damn)
And I'll never tell another human being
(Nah)
Not even mama or my motherf—kin' twin
(Foreal)
And let a n——a try you
I'ma spin
Act
different too
The bum lickers are bum niggas
Never been surrounded by bum bitches
If they're bums I'm raising my gun bitches
They try to take me down but I
Even though I'm high I float right by right in her lap
That bum bum fill it in her butt
You said that condom been about the bust
I play my part and chill
She get man but she say she need better
Prettyboy me I make that thing wetter
She shake her bum-bum then I lick it like a letter
Ouu man a fire
and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
think I'll run along and drown
You can't want this bum in town, Amy
I'm beaten on the streets 'cause I loves ya
I watch you go to work in the summer
I
said you got to work hard to want to compete
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups
and that's the way it is
People in the world try to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard to want to compete
If your man, if he goes to work all day long
And then comes home smelling like a fresh bar of soap,
Something's up
I ain't got time to be sitting
you to the end
Go forth and do the works of God by the laying on off hands
[ Both ]
Healin' hands on the blind...
Healin' hands on the blind...
Wave daddy, Dan Dizzy
Verse 1
People wey no get shigbain na dem dey loud as fuck
Many men wey dey chase this paper
But wetin I dey find na block
If
said that
The dull ones would never understand Cass to
The men she was simply a sex machine and they
Didn't care whether she was crazy or not
And Cass
said you got to work hard to want to compete
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups
mean I kilt sumn
Day by day
Work smart not hard Twouhem
Lee on (leave)with that bullshit cool runnins
Shake sumn
Move my way
I might hit sumn
Peel
She a pretty little thing I can't believe her
I'm just sitting here thinking that I need her
She Got a big round back that's a peachy bum
I can't be
She a pretty little thing I can't believe her
I'm just sitting here thinking that I need her
She Got a big round back that's a peachy bum
I can't be
a bum
I been like this since I was young
I keep spendin' all my money
I ain’t knowin' where it’s goin'
But shit, I’m knowin' how it come
I thank the Lord
Have mercy, Mr percy
(4 million people out of work right now)
Can't find a cent to pay my rent
(Half the youth population out
Of work right now) give
Ayo, Aye that should be the bridge though
Straight up like
Nigga be like... momma gon work it out
Momma gon work it out
Ayo momma gon work it out
this ( I earned it baby)
Yeah I wish a bum hater would tell me I ain't made my name (I made my name)
I work hard and I go get it, if you ain't at my
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