babys world - leg work lyrics
[intro]
(neezy babii)
ayy
[verse 1]
i had to be a worker just to be a boss (a boss)
just like a clown in the circus, let these n+ggas talk (ha)
serving loud for a purpose, so we keep it bought (yeah)
it take a while just to purchase when they leave it soft (shh)
it make me proud to see my n+ggas, we done did it all
i fought some trials and tribulations, did it for my dogs
huh, and n+ggas switched on me (crazy)
it’s a shame in they veins, n+ggas b+tched on me (ha)
they say it’s all in the game, who put a hit on me? (n+ggas hoes)
i built a wall without a frame, i’m like a big homie (big dog)
times change, hope that he rich, homie (he up)
get the bag in straight from cali’, get off my d+ck, homie (ha)
a n+gga only twenty+four, i’m on my sixth rollie (b+tch)
a n+gga really ’bout his dough, i work a shift, brodie (i work)
mind frame, i need a b+tch holy (dumbass)
she gon’ help me move the bricks just like i’m with kobe (come on)
she like, “i ain’t into tris, move this sh+t for me” (how?)
i’ma leave her with the sh+t that have her hips poking (hmm)
i’ma beat her with my d+ck and do it slow motion (for real)
i’ma feed her off the ‘scripts, my other ho wrote ’em (ha)
[chorus]
too much money, make your head hurt (too much)
grind first, n+ggas gotta put in leg work (work)
lil’ n+gga, how your head work?
n+ggas gotta watch the feds and get some bread first (tell ’em)
n+ggas do enough frontin’, n+ggas dead jerks
turn a n+gga white tee into a red shirt (paint him)
i don’t do enough frontin’, but the bread work
a couple hundred, i can show you how my legs work (chill)
[verse 2]
i used to wanna ride a bike, i needed pegs first (ha)
the plug sent ’em overnight, i need a red porsche
he sold me forty worth a slice, he got the best source (b+tch)
he think they forces, this off+white, it’s from the west shore (drip)
these amiris fitting snug, but they stretch more (tight)
using siri for the plug, i need the best grower (where they at?)
n+ggas tricky with the mud, they wanna stretch fours
drinking ‘seppe’s out a jug ’cause i face coors (ha)
turned a penny to a hun’ ’cause we act foreign (bands)
mixing henny with the act’ and let them racks storm (shh)
you see the bentley in the back, you know that ‘thrax blowing
these b+tches scr+pping for our racks, they got they caps showing
[chorus]
too much money, make your head hurt (too much)
grind first, n+ggas gotta put in leg work (move)
lil’ n+gga, how your head work? (how you playing?)
n+ggas gotta watch the feds and get some bread first (dummy)
n+ggas do enough frontin’, n+ggas dead jerks (shh)
turn a n+gga white tee into a red shirt (paint him)
i don’t do enough frontin’, but the bread work (shh)
a couple hundred, i can show you how my legs work (b+tch)
[outro]
(neezy babii)
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