Workin' It (feat. Stunnaman02)

Smoking' on that George Bush This that shit that we ride to (Yea Yea Yea) Okay Aye aye Okay Bad bitch she a lil me Pretty bitch no lil B X nigga he don't want the smoke How could he He a lil G Ridin' round she getting it I'm loving her mobility The way I open doors for her She gave me bread for the chivalry She roll them paper planes She said she tryna see the cockpit Turning on my music got the coochie like a faucet Getting paid for preacher man that's what I call a profit Columbian partna got keys like a locksmith Pretty with that ass to match Gas may make her asthma attack Her new nigga stress her out Bitch, I don't do half of that Slid all in my DM's she begging me just let her out I said where you want to cum She said put it in her Mouth A menace to society my dogs is out the pound (They free) My niggas keep that cane like they came from Jordan Downs She been workin' it Her employer was a clown Her life was down the drain she met me it turned around While she Workin' it The Way she move and throw that ass these nigga be immersed in it Cant trust them lies I rolled the dice When we knew she submerging shit Ain't got no business in my business (ain't no) No concerning it Consistent on the dream gone keep me clean like the detergent bitch Stop acting like you did it by yourself The team is earnin it Win or lose just focus on the grind Time to learn this shit Hop up in the whip time to dip I be swerving it Take my money out the country You know I'm converting it (Yeah) While she Workin' it (She bad) She be workin' it Yeah workin' it (Yeah yeah) Mama plotting on the tele then she gone She got her bag nobody mad 007 Out on that map It's impossible She volatile Had to pretend I ain't see that When ya counting ya wins And pulling some strings It's time to speak up for the man in the back While you ride in the city but seeking the pity and end up the chosen one stuck in the trap They folded the snitches and granted they wishes and after that moment I knew it was wrap The way she twerk it throw it back it got me so sick damn (Acho) But guess what bitch I think it's time to bring you out your Sunday blues You ain't got a clue Why she preaching like we rendezvoused You taking pictures of them dentures that's been suckin' all the foos You claim you different right Be sippin white go get them Prada shoes Gone Let a Nigga change yo life and make it right I do that shit on cue What she do What she do What she do I ain't got a clue No clue No clue What she do What she do What she do I ain't got no clue baby While she Workin' it The Way she move and throw that ass these nigga be immersed in it Cant trust them lies I rolled the dice When we knew she submerging shit Ain't got no business in my business (Ain't no) No concerning it Consistent on the dream gone keep me clean like the detergent bitch Stop acting like you did it by yourself The team is earnin it Win or lose just focus on the grind Time to learn this shit Hop up in the whip time to dip I be swerving it Take my money out the country You know I'm converting it (Yeah) While she Workin' it (She bad) She be workin' it Yeah workin' it (Yeah yeah)