Get 2 Work Lyrics

Bitch ain't talkin bout nan

Ain't talkin bout Jack

Let's get to work

They send the dot

We pull up and shoot up where they at

Let's get to work

Call up his BM

She told me to keep on the mask

Let's get to work

Pull up real quick and don't worry I'm gone in a flash

Let's get to work

Cha cha cha powerslidin in this Benz

Fuck around took the roof off hope you see me when I'm in it

Prada specs on me lil baby tell me that I'm different

Carbon in this coupe gone spin that pussy till he dizzy

They say they marchin so I put a drum on the Tec

Said they got vests but it's nothin protectin they head

This blocky forrizzy the only thing guardin my flesh

Ask for a ticket lil pussy boy always in debt

Hollup hollup

Please don't make me hit the trunk

Named my stick Lil Jon everybody gettin krunk

Please address me as the Don or everybody goin up

Hit lil buddy wit this Tommy now his body movin drunk

Bitch ain't talkin bout nan

Ain't talkin bout Jack

Let's get to work

They send the dot

We pull up and shoot up where they at

Let's get to work

Call up his BM

She told me to keep on the mask

Let's get to work

Pull up real quick and don't worry I'm gone in a flash

Let's get to work

Rat tat tat that tater on top his cap

My garment designer put Louboutin print on a Mac

Act like a ass and this Tommy gun leavin you chapped

Say he got paper but he ain't got nan he capped

He don't got Jack

He don't got Nathan

He don't got racks

He was just playing

Big extendo on the stick

This choppa keep spraying

Better not mention where he at or ima filet him

My money tall lil bitch I'm ballin like Kareem

Sippin on this green I'm in that Louis V Supreme

That lil bitch was Nathan caught his OG let him bleed

Whole gang harder than The Beatles they keep screamin Let It Be

Put one right between his eyes just cuz lil bro ain't cross his Ts

Now he feel just like AI just cuz he triple crossed his team

You just another homicide go tell lil bro to eat his greens

Think he walked inside my shoes until I knock him off his feet

Go put up the sticks

Kid put up your bitch

New Cartier wrist

Go bust down for kin

Oh you ain't with twin

Oh you ain't with $im

Talkin real big when he right beside coach

He ain't came off the bench

Hey

Itty bitty bitch what you really tryina do

Ain't put no work in in this shit can't tell nobody grab the tool

Choppa make a pussy dance I told lil bro go bust a move

If my whole crew walk in this bitch you already know we act a fool

Bitch ain't talkin bout nan

Ain't talkin bout Jack

Let's get to work

They send the dot

We pull up and shoot up where they at

Let's get to work

Call up his BM

She told me to keep on the mask

Let's get to work

Pull up real quick and don't worry I'm gone in a flash

Let's get to work