Lyrics:
work better with 2
We really got nothing to do
So baby came up in the room
Gave up her friend to the crew
No there aint nothing to do
I beat it up like
fear
Out here it's fresh water fuck your wifi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
Work work work
Okay mom
I've been doing good I ain't getting laid off
In some J Crew pants start my day with a muffin
Doin' 9-5-1, goin' hard on a budget
maintaining the, uhh
You know how it goes, man
it's me and Thes One, like always, it's two of us
Keepin' it live, keepin' it fresh, I dunno man
Sometimes
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
only one-and-a half
Baby bother just passed
Can't be stuck in the past
You gotta live with it, paint that smile on
Mama kept us healthy
But she cryin'
"Live from New York it's Saturday Nite!" (Scratched 4x)
[Uneek]
Ayo kid for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name
Y'all so transparent it's see thru
I fathered yo style you just my son a part two like a sequel
Send a clean up crew to come sweep ya
Or roll up a blunt
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
What's love got to do
When I'm rippin' all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin' by
What's love got to do
When I'm rippin' all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin' by
as people tend to look right through,
Those who work the graveyard shift with the Skeleton Crew
I was capsized, it was a painful evolution,
These days you
kids doing boogie woogie wear the mask
Yeah everybody wear the mask but how long will it last
I used to work at Burger King. A king taking orders
the mountains
I get my work up
And when I ride by man I see what's up
I live on top that's where I stay
And I sold my Taurus quick up on eBay
I'm up at North
as spooked as that by the sound
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new saigon
Ain't nothing changed pe we be the same crew boy
Yeah that's right nine eight
You ain’t out here making moves
Live it up that’s what we do
Trademark The Block that’s my crew
I do not know about you
You wanna see what we bout
pill pop one
Pop 2
Get lit with the whole crew
She like me better cause I get It wetter
Race run it up yea
I’m stacking this cheddar
I get it hot Inna
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
Up 2 Di Time (down to di minute)
See me a seh (weh you a seh?)
I love to see di ladies (me too)
Looking like (tattoo)
'Maculate, natural work
to work
I must to bust two nuts back to bay
Never seen a bitch work head like that
She had me jumpin' out of my seat
Workin' her jaws to the beat
She
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