Lyrics:
to the block (It is)
Then I guess its back to the block (Aye aye uh)
If rap don't work
Uh
Guess I'm back to the pot and the stove with the residue
Stay bout yo
No diggity, I gotta bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I gotta bag it up
She's got class and style
She's managed by the town
Run it
Yo, you know what I'm sayin' it's the original Paparue
(Original original)
And I'm passin' through with my boys from Down South
(Down
Run it
Yo, you know what I'm sayin' it's the original Paparue
(Original original)
And I'm passin' through with my boys from Down South
(Down south)
and fallin’ in sin and it’s makin’ me happy
These bitches no different they fuckin’ yo friends, but callin’ you daddy
Yo daughter in school. Peer pressure tryna
would've been a good thing if it said
Make America great, my name is
T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
Yeah!
T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
For
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Let me see what you could do put ya hands on it
Make it work like he put ya favorite mans on it
It's all money and music I love the bands don't it
work
It's gonna take a lot a work work work work work
So I'm putting in that work yeah
Yo what up I'm the executive the section that I'm in I am
on Water, 'cause the wings are some gas
Throw the Subi in sport mode and I'm dustin' yo ass
(And I'm dustin' yo ass)
Yeah it's gon' be alright
Little Bites
Throw yo hands if you don't get nothing for free
I said throw yo hands up if you work seven days a week
Throw yo throw yo hands up if you don't ever
Work so hard you look crazy mate
Work so hard that you lose some weight
Work so hard that you lose yo mates
Work so hard that you change yo fate
she get a purse
As long as she make it twerk (Gang)
She want a purse she get a purse
As long as she holding that work (Gang)
She want a purse she get
me swervin
Gotta be careful wit tha fire on me
I see the police that shit make me nervous
Bust tha pack open just like it's a virgin
Precise bout da
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
Yo, you better work that
Gone on, bust a nigga down
Make 'em jerk back
Said I told my dentist
"I'm relentless, I've been flossing from front
To side
Ima make dimes, spend it on my homies
Put em in a crib we gone show you how to live
Ive been in the lab 06 with a 2k
Put in hella work early days
grind, pray and I de push button
Putting in work to make sure the name is never forgotten
Can't tell me nothing my nigga
I done seen the worst of it
That's
the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
She's got class and style
And balance by the pound,
Shorty, never act wild
Very low key on the profile
make it feel so good
Work work work me right
All through the night
I'm so hooked you do it so damn good
Work.... my body right
Work work....my body right
both make it
Yes, sometimes it's gonna hurt (yes, sometimes it's gonna hurt)
We can be as happy as we want to be, girl
But we gotta make it work
We
yo huh, what, yo, yo, yo, huh, what, yo, check it
Yo, days go by, we just get flyer
Swinging harder 'cause we got desire
Extra effort because
like whoa, the way she gets down on the flow
Then bring it up, like a true bone crusher yo
She loves to flirt, touch and tease then make it hurt
She goes
like that (like that?)
I make you scream papa (you the best dada!)
Bet ya man can't do it like that (like that?)
He can't work the middle, cause his
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