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ASAP MOB lyrics : "Work"

[Intro]
Yeah straight off the plane
Drop in the flame


[Verse 1]
A lot of ^!$$%s die due to these streets

A lot of mamas cry due to this beef
Purple kush got me high don't wanna leave
See my daddy in heaven he be the realist G

And your (*##$ I got her she like my Tommy boxers
^!$$% I ain't no boxer I let that Tommy box 'em
Make 'Em Say Ugh Silkk The Shocker

Very rare Vesace I bet my silk will shock her

[Hook x2]

Put in work put 'em in the dirt
Semi gon' squirt damn he got murked
Who got that work? He got that work

She pop that #~!!@ she make it twerk
A couple model (*##$es thought I balled for the Lakers
All they know is suck and $#&@ and speak a different language

She like that cocaina she sniff it off my banger
She like to blow my nine I think she's going brainless


[Verse 2]
All my Dominican ^!$$%s got me speaking Spanglish
Now that I'm rapping I'm $#&@ing different singers

Celine Dion Mariah Carey
I got them Nick Cannons if you coming at me
Couple of them skinny ^!$$%s that be trigger happy

Feel them candy girls make them do the Laffy Taffy
They pop a pill then they pop a bullet
Man $#&@ing with this ^!$$% like playing Russian Roulette

I ain't wanna pull it but I had to do it
I be out tomorrow my lawyer's Jewish
He work hard he put in work

He put in work got these ^!$$%'s going bezerk
Riding music I see you riding to it
Bang 'em over the head ^!$$% that for talking foolish

^!$$% work hard put in work
Put in work got these ^!$$%s going bezerk

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