Lyrics:
Needs tender loving when fighting's through
Join the professionals (the professionals)
Join the professionals (the professionals)
Join
I gotta lotta dough
Cause getting money all a nigga know
Ima professional money getta
Ima professional money getta
They ask me what I do
I keep they
red dirt
'cause I'm a country boy
My muffler's loud, dual Thrush tubes
I crank the music, the tone gets real good
Let me know when we're gettin'
dual dhomh
We gave the South a wider berth, for there the tide-race roared
But every tack we made we brought the North Head close aboard
We saw
Alright, uh, okay, man do the hook
I'm bout to be professional
Homie, I'm professional
Uh, maybe like a low voice type thing?
Nigga, that shit is garbage
if you only knew?
That I can see you
Uh-uh, uh, uh
And we kept everything professional
But something's changed, it's somethin' I, I like
They
You're a professional
How all the heads turn your way
You put your love on display
You're a professional
You're a professional
You're a professional
Can I make this a bit more sexual? (Can I?)
Let me do some things, I'm a professional (uh)
Can I take you to a time that you won't forget? (You
The Professional..
I build lyrics like a monument
most dominant I drop bombs with common sense
the inipatant scientist a perfectionist
a lyrical
Who knows when your turn will be?
Not me
Join the professionals
Be a professional
Join the professionals today
A kick in the head every day for a year
ever
Our heads they almost touched
Our feet beneath us moved
Professional her dance
And me the horses hoof
The lights the beat the vision
Grabbin' mud, and slingin' up some red dirt
'Cause I'm a country boy
My muffler's loud, dual thrush tubes
I crank the music, the tone gets real good
ass hardcore, make that shit red raw
blow the disco, slam your head sore
watch the sure cure beat the prevention
if you want more seek professional
smellin' is trees...
I clear my head like Magellan, while he sailin' the seven..
Seas, til Armageddon just waitin' til I'm a legend..
Please I am
the fool
Professional "gimme-fiver"
Heaven help the fool
Anything you could want to be you can buy
Even get it free
Make yourself a smoother dancer
Fill your
Everything she do turning heads and
Everyday she dress to impress and
Walk it out, baby look at that strut now
By the way she movin
She professional
She out
life chapter
I want to be a professional rapper, no big head, keep it humble like a Jedi master
I want to be a professional rapper, teaching through
toast me
I keep my head, both of them where they supposed to be
Hoes'll get you sidetracked then clap from close feet
I don't sleep, I'm tired, I feel
Haha
Now, now, now, uh
Professional 2 shit, what?
Staten Island up in this motherfucker (new Method Man)
Mr. Meth rep, rep, rep, rep (Eminem,
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Hook:
(Turn The Lights On)
Sexual professional, a sexual professional
Sexual
And later in bed
You asked to excuse yourself
Driven to increase your wealth
Cause in your head
You know I'm professional
Cause I know how to give it up
an anti-toxin
Feed me the Power, meteor shower when I'm boxin
[Chorus: you-God]
Professional vets, now comin through vexed
I'm testin you vets, what you
hold it horizontal man, he a professional
(Damn my nigga, be a professional, what you doin' man?)
(Get up, get up)(let him get up)
(Get the man
Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well respected, calm
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