Lyrics:
on the top
Copper heads on the bottom
9 millimeter, gimme gun fever
Cold cold drink, Arm got it by the litre
(what else?)
Holla at ya dog, realest hustler
the strip
Ain't it funny how nature work?
Make bitches want to bounce on a nigga 'til they make it hurt, c'mon
[Chorus]
Shake yo' shit until you make it
can do it better (Repeat 3x)
Knowledge is the key, and hard work is the fee
For me to be The Great at the start and remain to be
A threat, til
forgot?
I can make the play and cash it out
Thought I forgot? Whoa
Bitch come here, I love money
Get this shit clear (Cardo got wings)
I will park yo' ass
to me
I'll make you arms work
And I'll make your legs work
I'll make you see
Ladada dadada dadada dadada da da
Whoa, yeah
Well I swear by the air
Around," and I'm haunted by my "Temptations"
Sexual participation, my motivation
Even though I like the way you work it
You don't deserve it cause you
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
I'll ride you to your death and squeeze blood from your breast
And work you like a sex slave, you gets no rest
I can see it in your eyes, the devil's
see
We can make it work, we can make it by
So give me one more minute and I'll tell you why
I'm a rough boy, I'm a rough boy
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
down on the dixie line
Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime
But that's all right, that's ok by me
'Cause that's the way that it was supposed to be
substitutin crack for music
I mean dope tapes
This is how we would make it. (There it is right there)
For all you playas hustlaz ballas and even
see
We can make it work, we can make it by
So give me one more minute and I'll tell you why
I'm a rough boy, I'm a rough boy
She can steal your heart
With just one wink
Why she'll hold ya tight
And she won't let go
She'll make it last and she'll make it slow
She'll tell
Shawty, quit yo' job
He make you work too hard
Baby, quit yo' job
Qu-qu-quit yo' 9-5
Baby, you need to quit yo' job
Yo' man make you work too hard
Work it, make it, do it, makes us
Harder, better, faster, stronger
Work it, make it, do it, makes us (als)
Harder, better, faster, stronger (Hulk)
you do when you gain the world
You pay the price, baby, you lose your soul
Live in a world of make believe
It won't work, baby, can't you see?
Now
and you will see
We can make it work, we can make it by.
So give me one more minute and I'll tell you why
I'm a rough boy, I'm a rough boy.
we can work this out (don't tell me, baby)
We gotta love thing we're talking about
'Cause I love you boy
And I need you here
Together we can make this
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
Yo, I'm comfortable doing work in the studio
I'm comfortable giving fans an unruly
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow and so am I
Workday passes like molasses in wintertime, but it's July
I'm gettin' paid by
mingle at the ball
We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn
We gotta work hard, you know the damn card
Try to be the phattest is
bout to act up, go load the Mac up, now watch me klacka
Tried makin' fat cuts, but yo it ain't workin'
And evil's lurkin', I can see him smirkin'
When
"You really don't understand do you?
Hey man, don't you realize
In order for us to make this thing work, man
We've got to get rid of the pimps,
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