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pro dillinger & wino willy - workers comp lyrics

[intro: bub styles]
woof! (¡ay, caramba!)
watch me get my six+hour flight to the left (it’s me watchin’)
know i’m sayin’? turn into palm tree, bubby me (what’s up, son?)
coaca give you the show, yo!

[verse 1: bub styles]
i’m on the west coast smokin’ asbestos (woof)
mexicos got the best dose of the pestos (delicous)
mamacita shootin’ candas, told her, “rest those”
no s+xos, but let her neck when the lex floats (skrrt!)
tss
wallies sway match the work in my pocket (woah)
whip the batch ’til i pop+locked it
my shooter poppin’, leave a opp project
lookin’ like a jackson pollock
more timbs, more cohort, wallet, more brolic (it’s suppo’)
stop it! i’m wildin’ out, broke the solid out (woof!)
lil’ p+ssy said he lit, had to pull the pilot out
got dude’s prey, we predators on a violent route (woof!)
got dude’s prey, we the ones who talk to god about (please, lord)
huh, [?] words gettin’ piled out (woof!)
for a bet ya slide for thirty then they filed out
i stay on the block with roster like a bottle stout (guiness)
ya whole roster smellin’ like a pile of baccalà (disgusting)
woah
[chorus: pro dillinger]
it’s never enough, i need all of that (i need more)
this ain’t enough, so where you bought it at? (where you got it from?)
makin’ plays, i’m a quarterback (uh!)
i forgot your murder, where i saw it at? (bloaw!)
it’s never enough, i need all of that (i need more)
this ain’t enough, so where you bought it at? (where you got it from?)
makin’ plays, i’m a quarterback (uh!)
i forgot your murder, where i saw it at? (bloaw!)

[verse 2: pro dillinger]
everybody doin’ dirt, it don’t suprise me, brother (it ain’t suprise me)
n+gga, i got work to do, it ain’t no isley brothers (uh!)
eventually, these n+ggas flippin’, show they grimy colors (yeah!)
i’m livin’ different, gettin’ chicken, so don’t try me, brother
n+ggas scared, ain’t got no heart, you better get you one (get you one, n+gga)
the fox in the headhouse, you better get your gun (bloaw!)
n+gga, there’s gold in the street, you better get your funds
freak nasty, pay a toothless b+tch for some extra fun (i got it)
cost me fourty bucks to get a nightcap
send you to the essence, you’ll never get yo’ life back (it ain’t me, n+gga)
took a bunch of loses, ain’t never get it right back
cut your face, i’m dangerous too like i’m mike jack’
wrong time you lookin’ for trouble, you on the right track (you on the right track, n+gga)
scum god, actin’ like i rap, i get type cash
i just want my piece of the pie, my n+gga, slice that
put your face next to the curb, my n+gga, bite that
[chorus: pro dillinger]
it’s never enough, i need all of that (i need more)
this ain’t enough, so where you bought it at? (where you got it from?)
makin’ plays, i’m a quarterback (uh!)
i forgot your murder, where i saw it at? (bloaw!)
it’s never enough, i need all of that (i need more)
this ain’t enough, so where you bought it at? (where you got it from?)
makin’ plays, i’m a quarterback (uh!)
i forgot your murder, where i saw it at? (bloaw!)

- pro dillinger wino willy lyrics

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