Lyrics:
or Ginger
You make a fat man say, "Ho ho ho!"
One night with Angel or Ember
Ooo layin' down by the fire
One night with Grace or Maria
You fill my heart with
Yeah, but when they laid him out in that box of pine, boy
They laid that hammer by his side, Lord, Lord
Laid that hammer by his side
Yeah, and Joe
bout?
i been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch
i was workin on the album i was listenin now
then doug called (ay you spoke to J?)
Yea is it
man's yellin', clock keeps tickin',
Punchin' in and out, got my patience thinnin'.
[Chorus]
Ain't gettin' paid enough, just gettin' by,
Livin' in
Workin', 800 in a bag, you ain't worth it
Heard you dropped out of school, was you workin'? (She workin')
No climax from your man? He ain't worth it
a real bitch)
Uh, what you workin' with?
Pay for this pussy, nigga (yeah), get yo' bands up
Oh, you ain't trickin', nigga, I'ma hit yo' mans up (the
Boy, oh boy, where do I start?
That new boy here checkin' in once again
And man, I just wanna y'all I am so, so thankful and appreciative
For
Aye, LUMAR made a hit
Tryna hold in for my funds (oh)
These bitches think 10/10 they all ones (yea)
Surrounded by stars ima shine like the sun
Pop
better paint the Mona Lisa so that you can pay your Visa
I was Workin'
Man has got to make a dollar so that you can pay your lawyer
I was Workin'
Don't
don't feel night then it won't build Nike
If it don't build Nike and your bills still tight
You'll be workin' for the man the rest of your life
So I'm
I'm on, I can pick and choose
Only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose
Yeah, I heard stories about different dudes
Her man on campus but it's fine by me
feel the same
See I’ve been wonderin’ (wonderin’)
Why this ain’t Workin’ (Workin’)
All the good times we had, it’s past
No more good lovin (lovin’)
Huh
shinning
Workin
Grindin
Gotta get everything I'm shinning
Put in my time I'm looking for my dime
One who gunna shine ya by my side
Never leave cause
Ay Trusty Trusty, what you want man?
Aww nigga let me get one of them cigarettes, damn!
Shit, come on bastard, get the phone for a nigga
Use
Yeah she may look gritty
When her man come back she gone look so pretty
She the Church
You might see her acting crazy
Be patient with her tho
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
Blow your brains out, too
You're so into yer shtik
You're so hounded
Ungrounded
Surrounded
By scum suckin' leeches
Who will shovel your shit
Sweep your
know.
He was just a humble workin' man,
Workin' with his hands.
A stone cutter and a carpenter,
But he took a mighty stand,
He said,
What good is it, for a man to gain the world
Yet lose his own soul in the process?
I know you've never seen him
But don't fight with him
You're
What good is it, for a man to gain the world
Yet lose his own soul in the process?
I know you've never seen him
But don't fight with him
You're
stones, gotta be prepared
Sittin' 'round dreamin' how you 'bout to be a player
The years and the time fly, you ain't even workin'
Went by overnight you
the Lord and the law and the workin' man
We could use a little peace and satisfaction
Some good people up front to take the lead
A little less talk
they just do what they can
To live in the heart of America getting by on their own two hands
And you can pray to anybody's Jesus and be a hard workin man
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
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