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That's for certain
by BertieBanz
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Nails done, hair did, she a bad hoe (bad hoe)
Left my ass on read but I ain't mad though
Bad, bad, yeah she bad
Bad, bad, yeah she fuckin' bad
I said I work, work, work, work, work
Bitch, I'm workin'
That's for cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-
That's for certain
Work, work, work, workin'
Work, work, work, work, bitch I'm workin'
She got that ass against the wall, yeah
I'm 'bout to risk it all, yeah
'Bout to hit it all night until the break of dawn, yeah
Bad little bitties in my way on the regular
If you wanna chance gotta put you on my schedule
No hype man, hype man
I don't need no hype man
I be on my game like I'm on a fuckin' vyvanse
Dance, baby, we can dance, huh, aye
Let me know
Plans baby I got plans huh, aye
There he go
Nails done (nails done)
Hair did (hair did)
Thick hoe, bad bitch
I said she bad, bad, yeah she fuckin' bad
Bad, bad, yeah she fuckin' bad
I said she work, work, work, work, work
Yeah, she workin'
That's for cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-
That's for certain and she
Work, work, work, workin'
Work, work, work, work, yeah she workin'
That booty is unimaginable, fashionable, palatable
Habitable, admirable, yuh, bad to the bone
Bad for the heart, bad for the car
Got me drivin' in the middle of the dark
On the freeway in the left lane
Better make way, better stay safe
Better change lane, better grip grain
Can you behave, can you maintain
While I break the speed limit on the
Way to get laid, yuh
Gotta get paid, gotta get dough
Gotta get low, gotta get more money
I'm a nobody, hit the road buddy
If you go, better go buddy
Cross that line and I'll leave you with
Your nose bloody
Been around the block
I ain't worried 'bout the showbiz
I don't need no help I can do it on my own bitch
In the club (yuh)
Feeling grimy (aye)
Got a problem (oh no)
Come and find me
We can go, go
Bitch we can go
Go, go, go
Yeah, you don't want this
work, work, work, work, work
That I'm serving
That's for cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-
That's for certain
Work, work, work, workin'
Work, work, work, work, bitch I'm workin'
Hit 'em in the front, hit 'em in the back
Everybody rap, everybody wack
Motherfuckers really wanna act tough
Wanna act hard, they're going to end up in the middle of a
Box in the back of a black car
Nascar go go fast
I be on that ass
You should watch your back
I run with a pack
Wrong place, wrong time, yeah
You can talk shit online and
Ima find you offline and reshape your jawline
Flip the script, change the pace
Shoot the shot, fade away
Walk away sippin' gatorade cause everybody
Knows that I rock the bones like 808s
Nails done, hair did, she a bad hoe (bad hoe)
Left my ass on read but I ain't mad though
Bad, bad, yeah she bad
Bad, bad, yeah she fuckin' bad
I said I work, work, work, work, work
Bitch, I'm workin'
That's for cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-
That's for certain
Work, work, work, workin'
Work, work, work, work, bitch I'm workin'
She got that ass against the wall, yeah
I'm 'bout to risk it all, yeah
'Bout to hit it all night until the break of dawn, yeah
Bad little bitties in my way on the regular
If you wanna chance gotta put you on my schedule
No hype man, hype man
I don't need no hype man
I be on my game like I'm on a fuckin' vyvanse
Dance, baby, we can dance, huh, aye
Let me know
Plans baby I got plans huh, aye
There he go
Nails done (nails done)
Hair did (hair did)
Thick hoe, bad bitch
I said she bad, bad, yeah she fuckin' bad
Bad, bad, yeah she fuckin' bad
I said she work, work, work, work, work
Yeah, she workin'
That's for cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-
That's for certain and she
Work, work, work, workin'
Work, work, work, work, yeah she workin'
That booty is unimaginable, fashionable, palatable
Habitable, admirable, yuh, bad to the bone
Bad for the heart, bad for the car
Got me drivin' in the middle of the dark
On the freeway in the left lane
Better make way, better stay safe
Better change lane, better grip grain
Can you behave, can you maintain
While I break the speed limit on the
Way to get laid, yuh
Gotta get paid, gotta get dough
Gotta get low, gotta get more money
I'm a nobody, hit the road buddy
If you go, better go buddy
Cross that line and I'll leave you with
Your nose bloody
Been around the block
I ain't worried 'bout the showbiz
I don't need no help I can do it on my own bitch
In the club (yuh)
Feeling grimy (aye)
Got a problem (oh no)
Come and find me
We can go, go
Bitch we can go
Go, go, go
Yeah, you don't want this
work, work, work, work, work
That I'm serving
That's for cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-, cer-
That's for certain
Work, work, work, workin'
Work, work, work, work, bitch I'm workin'
Hit 'em in the front, hit 'em in the back
Everybody rap, everybody wack
Motherfuckers really wanna act tough
Wanna act hard, they're going to end up in the middle of a
Box in the back of a black car
Nascar go go fast
I be on that ass
You should watch your back
I run with a pack
Wrong place, wrong time, yeah
You can talk shit online and
Ima find you offline and reshape your jawline
Flip the script, change the pace
Shoot the shot, fade away
Walk away sippin' gatorade cause everybody
Knows that I rock the bones like 808s
