jermaine miller – big work lyrics
work, work, work,
well, n-gg-r, still, man.
got a big truck load,
trying to trail the money,
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
couple of hundred grand stabbed full of rubbed badge.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
money in the millus hole. f-ck you!
bags of …
pines of …
selling track,
selling benjamina, tyler lee.
crushed the miley cyrus,
i’ve got a giant trampoline.
collide slate bridge,
wake up bad, base slit. ok.
one set, critter, let go!
woman at a fat play, y’all too slow!
talking about money, that’s all i know.
trap dude, number one, …
a hundred k, i’m prepared to see it
i have five k for a six team.
tray’s song, it’s a remix.
like claire fine, that’s a crime, me.
but your baby mamma and your girl understand.
towed more bands than a marching band.
better for the work, let her work, don’t sale.
don’t need no caca, later f-ck that scale.
big work, n-gg-r, we don’t need to steal, man.
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
couple of hundred grand stabbed full of rubbed badge.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
money in the millus hole. f-ck you!
the …
i’m wiping the girls,
polloping allowed,
they say it got down.
abusing my boss,
i …
f-ck up the stuff,
…
my type is gravy,
please, make a running,
when i was little,
a wannabe told me
my turner, my turner,
exterminer, terminer,
bringing the hose in the inner,
smoking a pound of the guinnea.
uh, i get money, n-body gon’f-ck with me!
i get money, … they f-ck with me.
shy, no clothes, went to the club
and pick the article.
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
couple of hundred grand stabbed full of rubbed badge.
uh, i get money, n-body gon’f-ck with me!
i get money, … they f-ck with me.
shy, no clothes, went to the club
and pick the article.
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
couple of hundred grand stabbed full of rubbed badge.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
money in the millus hole. f-ck you! pay!
i’ve got the track to the numbers
ever since the summer we took over work in the corner
we came from a foreigner, split to the nothing,
had to, i had to oblige then i bought me enough
n-gg-r, we try like the 80′, back to ronald reagan,
n-gg-r, you smell my cologne, break it down and p-ss it out like the sammi,
f-ck all that money, we want to get home,
hitchy like n-gg-rs, i know y’all can hear me,
truck out the chair, we buck it by the minute,
mine on the check, you know i got to get it.
we strict: zack, zoey run the streets.
my plug pulled back on me with a hundred a piece!
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
couple of hundred grand stabbed full of rubbed badge.
mine on the check, you know i got to get it.
we strict: zack, zoey run the streets.
my plug pulled back on me with a hundred a piece!
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
big work, man, we don’t need t steal, man!
couple of hundred grand stabbed full of rubbed badge.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
drug, do it normal, track, do it twice.
money in the millus hole. f-ck you! pay! (pay me!)
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