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angel haze – werkin’ girls lyrics

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[vers 1: angel haze]
okay i’m rambo i ramshack
i’m next to that cheese like rat traps
on top of that green like gr-ss -ss
that’s over yall head like snapbacks
i get it where i fit in, put up then i put in
tryin’ to find the -ss so i can put my f-cking foot in
run this sh-t no i run this sh-t
don’t give one f-ck put the run this sh-t
i did what i say i did
did not fabricate one bit
i have been the f-cking realest it’s my exit near the cl-t
that’s where i was born f-ck what you want
all about me b-tch f-ck what you doin’
round of applause b-tches slap me with some clappin
show my whole f-cking -ss like a fat b-tch chaps
but i’ll be running that sh-t like a motherf-ckin’ tracker
like i run on sense like a motherf-ckin’ chopper
like a cheetah in the jungle but i’m motherf-cking faster
like a pre-teen boy in the church with a pastor
hold up i’m not serious i’m just playin—psych
f-ck your opinion b-tch i mean it when i’m sayin that

[hook: angel haze]
money and more money is the only sh-t i’m after
you can cut the fake sh-t
i’m not a motherf-ckin’ actor
i’m on top of my green like a motherf-cking tractor
you n-gg-s you ‘bout to be b-tches you b-tches ’bout to be casper

[vers 2: angel haze]
i’ll be on that other sh-t got that from my other b-tch
she come from an island or a desert or some tundra sh-t
i am multi-faceted, b-tch i do a tone of sh-t
like i’m diarrhea or whatever sitting under it
i’m nasty, i’m insane, i’m too much, i spit grains
i came from the f-ckin’ bottom
i’m top now, i shift lanes, i kick sh-t, like dope sh-t
like no sh-t, like oh sh-t
get in my way i f-ck up everything
like ho sh-t
see, they that i wouldn’t
i do whatever they said i couldn’t
i’m not the one to be f-cked with
or to be tough with
i be on your head like duck, duck, duck b-tch
i be in the air like pump-pumped up fists
nah, i’m like up-chuck like gut fish like hands up my skirt
like when you let me f-ck b-tch

[hook: angel haze]
money and more money is the only sh-t i’m after
you can cut the fake sh-t
i’m not a motherf-ckin’ actor
i’m on top of my green like a motherf-cking tractor
you n-gg-s you ‘bout to be b-tches you b-tches ’bout to be casper

[vers 3: angel haze]
i’m an undefeated b-st-rd
my tongue is the f-cking rapture, b-tch
i be at my peak, i am not the one to be mastered
i’m the one to be after, i’m sweeping you while i’m dusting
i just popped up out the blue, i’m spontaneously combusting
spit a little different, give me just a minute
beat the beat down b-tch, fresh it then i kill it
we are not the same but they don’t really get it
tell ‘em do the math, hoe—fraction, division
sick so sick help drop me in a clinic
eat em for the answer they not the beginning (?)
cause i ki-ki-ki-kill it ‘till it’s flat dead
and never p-ss a rock like a motherf-cking crackhead

[hook: angel haze]
money and more money is the only sh-t i’m after
you can cut the fake sh-t
i’m not a motherf-ckin’ actor
i’m on top of my green like a motherf-cking tractor
you n-gg-s you ‘bout to be b-tches you b-tches ’bout to be casper



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