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jean deaux - work 4 me lyrics

verse 1:

you can call me itty bitty
lil witchy ill nana keep my n-gga sickly
new whippy, no goldbergy
that lane switchy
don of marijuana know i keep my fingers sticky
risky bad b-tch
know she pretty thicky
got a team to minaj, call them all nicki
ride it like a matador
he thought he caught a jimmy
im riding through your culdesac and yes, i got it with me
im rolling up while pulling up, we hit you once. its litty
i hit the blunt while n-ggas get to splitting
shake shimmy, circle tighter than nick in a chimney
got a pot to p-ss in, now the gimmes feeling p-ssy
snake hissin, not my lover, n-gga
no billie
maybe they aiming for uncertainty, they stuck
i dont got no bread for you birds, baby no luck
they can’t even find the words for me
think twice fore you ask for a verse from me

chorus
i go beserk then they want to hit reverse on it
[reversed]
i might be a jerk with the perks but it work for me
make the p-ssy twerk crack a smirk make it work for me
n-ggas out they shirt in the dirt wanna work for me
all these f-cking nerds i can merch got they work from me
and i dont work for free

run my check or pew pew
bring the church for me

verse 2:
please keep it brief and hold my d-ck
am i a toilet how im sitting on my sh-t?
are you really with the sh-ts?
n-ggas claiming bricks but they always been a l!ck
plus i saw it on a fl!ck, crazy
here come the kick cause they wolfin for the cl!cks
faking
dont believe in clips, and you know im buying tix
proving out the myth, switch it up im stylistic
i dropped hypnotic bops
these numbers got you dizzy
they think its narcotic opps the way im f-cking busy
if the neighbors cop-watching, imma blanket piggies
dont think its a game. i spit the wisest sh-t
and my blood clotting guap, cause he got the whitest sh-t
he might have let me shoot it
never let me water whip
running up deposit slips
so many of the flows, n-ggas gon know im a conglomerate
you breaking down bread for the gram but its not legit

verse 3 [kari faux]
im not taking your advice if you ain’t hopped off the porch
im not taking your advice because im on my own course
you stay yelling from the stands, but you ain’t stepped on the court
i love pulling n-ggas cards yea i do it for sport
straight g up in them sheets
front row with the fashion week
i only talk to bosses my n-gga not memphis bleeks
when im with my french n-gga he say that im magnifique
his favorite lil beignet the one he can’t wait to eat
i got vibes for my tribe, i got flows for these hoes
i hope you well equipped to go toe to toe with the faux
i hope you watch your tone when you speaking to jean deaux
i hope you know the stars have aligned so its a go
you dont measure up, we not even parrallel
folding under pressure boy ya frame is h-lla frail
i got n-ggas bout that action they a fool with the scale
and your new b-tch is weak but i swear i wish you well

run my check or pew pew
bring the church for me

- jean deaux lyrics

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