put in work Lyrics

I just fucked that bitch, my music done bought her a purse

I'm off hella X right now, it's time to go to work

She talk in the studio, told her shut up and twerk

I can't fuck wit' none of these groupie hoes, they make yo pockets hurt

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Yeah I put in work

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Yeah I put in work

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Yeah I put in work

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Yeah I put in work

She tryna fuck me, that's okay

Big ass choppa, that shit hold weight

She was tryna talk when I was in the meeting

Kicked the bitch out, told her "Hold on wait"

Can't even creep, cause the Trackhawk fast

Slide on an opp in broad day

I'm hugging the curb, I'm swinging it fast, I feel like the whip been driving on skates

Hold up, I can't even spare no nigga, what the fuck that lil boy say?

Hold up, I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta racks and they stuffed in the safe

Hold up, hold up, grease that boy up

We caught em' outside, he talking to jakes

Hold up, hold up, fuck boy come around here one more damn time, he got shot in his face

I just fucked that bitch, my music done bought her a purse

I'm off hella X right now, it's time to go to work

She talk in the studio, told her shut up and twerk

I can't fuck wit' none of these groupie hoes, they make yo pockets hurt

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Yeah I put in work

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Yeah I put in work

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Yeah I put in work

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Yeah I put in work