Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
Work and i work just to make a punchline
No rubber sole, hardwood bastard
And their bloods trying make it work.
It's actually disastrously bad
They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black
No a/c cheap car to do work
My shirt, purple label my shirt
But i dont mind doing work
I ain't trynna be forward
Freakin' out all i see is clouds
Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds
And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired
They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work
That bitch was racist, got me fired
Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,
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