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q money – work lyrics

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[pre-chorus]
i’m a dog off the leash, i’m back on my feet
bon appet-te so you know it’s time to eat
you know how it be when you really in the streets
had a drop set me up ’cause he couldn’t pay the fee

[chorus]
for that work, work, work, work, work, work
try me you’ll get murk, murk, murk, murk, murk, murk
got this out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
i pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
and i’m whippin’ work, woo, woo, woo
that’s work, woo, woo, woo
try me you’ll get murk, huh
got this out the dirt, yeah
i pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt

[verse 1]
pull up in designer, ‘signer, ‘signer, ‘signer, ‘signer
get a hundred dollar line up, line up, line up, line up, line up
fresh like i’m goin’ to line up, line up, line up, line up, line up
i don’t know a n-gg- flyer, flyer, flyer, flyer, flyer
might be dressed like a buyer but i’m the supplier
i just left my old b-tch, told her she was fired
i just met a cold b-tch, told her she was hired
i like her attire, move work like the wire

[chorus]
i be sellin’ work, work, work, work, work, work
try me you’ll get murk, murk, murk, murk, murk, murk
got this out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
i pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
and i’m whippin’ work, woo, woo, woo
that’s work, woo, woo, woo
try me you’ll get murk, huh
got this out the dirt, yeah
and i’m whippin’ work, yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
i’m back though, what you mad for?
don’t be mad ho, get glad ho
remember when i tried to f-ck you in the cl-ss ho?
now you hit me up, i just laugh ho
i’m from the ave though, that’s the blast though
didn’t i tell you i was on these rappers’ -ss though?
don’t make me pull up ’cause you know i’m gonna spazz ho
don’t make me pull up with the gang, i got -sshole
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah i used to be broke
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i ain’t goin’ back no more
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
n-gg-s used to take me for a joke
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
bet they -ss ain’t doin’ that no more
i’m like f-ck you pay me, f-ck you pay me
n-gg-s been on some f-ck sh-t lately
remixing and wrapping and serving them babies
and moving them babies like it was the eighties
really caught cases, n-gg-s be faking
hid my dope and my scale from the cops in the bas-m-nt
a b-tch tried to play me, she thought i was basic
she thought i wouldn’t make it, that b-tch lookin’ crazy

[pre-chorus]
dog off the leash, i’m back on my feet
bon appet-te so you know it’s time to eat
you know how it be when you really in the streets
had a drop set me up ’cause he couldn’t pay the fee

[chorus]
for that work, work, work, work, work, work
try me you’ll get murk, murk, murk, murk, murk, murk
got this out the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
i pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
and i’m whippin’ work, woo, woo, woo
that’s work, woo, woo, woo
try me you’ll get murk, huh
got this out the dirt, yeah
i pull up like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt