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tribal young brown – work lyrics

[intro]
tribal young brown melz cali
this beat is stupid watch what young brown do with it
brown, brown, brown

[chorus]
we here work gotta get this money go to work
im gonna get this money work i gotta get this money
go to work im gonna get this money
you thought it was a game i gotta get this money
go to work brown let them know something
i gotta get this money
[verse 1]
i go to work as i get this bread
start bagging up soon as i leave the bed
right after i finish getting some head
check my phone make sure it ain’t dead
only face time me n+gga im watched by feds
i got anything you need yeah you hеard what i said
i got crack coke dope sh+t i evеn got meth
they call me the god because i leave them feeling blessed
trap 22 hours i don’t get no rest
when it comes to getting money n+gga brown the best
i put the work in the car if i ain’t going far
i don’t believe in buying bundles you gotta buy a arm
i got hoes for the low if you want to nut while you smoke
i even got leen for the rappers with dreams who think they gonna blow
you can find me at the laundromat getting that doe
i wash money so good the feds think im a pro
they trying to tie me up in a rico but they think i don’t know
i got trees for your needs if you love that green
i got dope fenes pulling up on scene
i got jiggs molly and perks i be getting that cream
come walk with me so you can see
i can teach you how to trap cook up a pack
i can go outta town re up. and bring it back
if you looking for something just hit my jack i got that
[chorus]
work i gotta get this money go to work
im gonna get this money
work i gotta get this money go to work
im gonna get this money
work i gotta get this money go to work
im gonna get this money
work i gotta get this money go to work

[verse 2]
my grind don’t stop a n+gga always on the go
can’t be walking around broke and have my pockets getting low
what son you ain’t know mr mello is a top cat
and watch what you say to me because i would push you top back
so stop that i got stacks to put up on your head
but i much rather spend this time just rising up this bread
get thee dirty money wash it up to hide it from the feds
go scoop a chicken go give her a hit now she sucking my third leg
no excuses its no time for b+tching
by any means needed while im on this paper mission
rather its chefing in the kitchen no matter the position
its like a drug i need my fix like when a dope fiend skin is itching
yeah im tripping but you get it so let me know if you with it
whatever we make off top guarantee we gonna split it
death before dishonor you already know the code
stay 10 toes down down and don’t ever trust these hoes lets go to
[chorus]
work i gotta get this money go to work
im gonna get this money
work i gotta get this money go to work
im gonna get this money
work i gotta get this money go to work
im gonna get this money
work i gotta get this money go to work

[outro]
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- tribal young brown lyrics

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