I Got That Work

I'll bat the piss out a bitch quick
I'll wilin' off that ruby red and absolute
Catch me hoppin' out somethin' from 2002
Leave a scar on your hoe from the side of my shoe
Bitches gotten fucked up - I ain't never been cheap
All I know is bricks, money, pussy, and streets
Niggas mad 'cause my teeth lookin' like their piece
I done spent about a-hundred-fifty grand at least
Boy, don't make me smile 'cause I'll blind a bitch
Hoes shout when I pass - that's a Tymer, bitch
Don't pop up in the house, you might find your bitch
On my video tape man, rewind that shit
And if my main hoe flip, she get one for that
If she takin' private trips, her lip hung for that
I don't love no hoe - after I fuck 'em, I don't know 'em
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

If lil' momma actin' bad, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

Meet me at the cat cave, bitch, in a hour
And I'ma show your dog ass, yo, I got the power
to have you screamin', "No, no!"
Shove you in your go-go
I got my nut - I'm 'bout to get up and take a photo
Wait a minute, hold up, baby, slow it down
Touch your toes, toot your ass, now turn around
And bitch, you the shit - damn, I love you, girl
Yeah, I'm lyin', but I'm tryin' to fuck up your whole world
Got your bitches suckin' dicks in a big black Chevy
What your name? That's a shame - I forgot already
I told 'em you got super-suction on your head
I told 'em you do bad-ass tricks in the bed
I told 'em you could flip it, land dead on the dick
I told 'em they could do you next, freak, 'cause I quit
Catch you from behind
Bend your perfect spine
Baby got that pussy, but that ass is mine

If lil' momma actin' bad, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

Listen up, lil' nigga - I got a story to tell
'Bout a bitch that I left down in ATL
Went to Miami, and I met a freak
She been workin' on the slurpin' on me one whole week
Got a freak that I love down in Acetown
Can't remember how she look 'cause she keep her face down
One in L.A., two in New York
One in Chicago, stay in ? Park
Two from China
One in Carolina
Ten in my city
Six of 'em pretty
Lil' momma from Tennessee
Drunk off Hennessy
I should've stuck her a long time ago, but she killin' me

I love this lifestyle 'cause I'm real with this shit
Been runnin' 'round uptown with the baddest bitches
Took a flight to Chicago to holler at my clique
Rollers, hustlers, and niggas who pimp bitches
My main men, Johnson, Big Man, and Shorty
I got to be here for my son and my daughter
Now, five a ki, if you're transportin'
My nigga hit a lick and bought a Range Rover
My hoe went to the beef, but I don't know why, wodie
The hoe know I got ki's, dope, and Dosier
Nothin' but guns
Bitch, I'ma show ya
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

If lil' momma actin' bad, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, be-be-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

[Mannie Fresh {talking}]
Turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up

(Hook2x [children])
Ten ways to a G
Three situations - pay attention to me

[Fresh] Yeah, yeah
[children] Ten!
[Fresh] First, ya gotta go get the chips
Scope out the section, tell 'em, "Go get the bricks."
[children] Nine!
[Fresh] Then ya gotta find a place to meet
You better bring your heat 'cause them villains ain't sweet
[children] Eight!
[Fresh] Ya better let your chick drop to get 'em
And follow that broad to make sure them people not with 'em
[children] Seven!
[Fresh] Don't bring (?) around your house
Cause you don't want that heat pepper nowhere round your house
[children] Six!
[Fresh] See how it come back before you start
And if it come short bring back everything you bought
[children] Five!
[Fresh] Wait, if lil' daddy on the street
Cut the cake, hit the hood the next day about eight
[children] Four!
[Fresh] And if you can't move it all, call your dog
Jam him up, and tell him, "Fool, me and you about to ball."
[children] Three!
[Fresh] Split it up - four quarters-a-piece
And if y'all do that everyday, that's fifty-six-a-week
[children] Two!
[Fresh] When the money start comin', keep sellin'
Don't buy nothin' special unless you got good credit
[children] One!
[Fresh] Make sure you put some money aside
And in a month call the man and tell him, "Bring a extra five."

(Hook2x [children])
Ten ways to a G
Two situations - pay attention to me

[children] Ten!
[Fresh] Gotta floss everyday of my life
Forget the price - get the ice, hit the club every night
[children] Nine!
[Fresh] Buy the ball, let 'em know you a star
When everybody come outside to see the dubs on your car
[children] Eight!
[Fresh] They gon' hate - so keep that tool
Scratch off and holler out the window, "Boy, I'm a fool!"
[children] Seven!
[Fresh] When ya meet, take a broad to plug
And make sure that chic was the baddest broad in the club
[children] Six!
[Fresh] Lay it down when you're comin' around - bumpin' the sound
Got the truck touchin' the ground
[children] Five!
[Fresh] 2000 Range Rover, you see
Leather, wood, television all over it, B.
[children] Four!
[Fresh] Watch bracelet - wodie, shop daily
Everything them wannabe's got, I played it
[children] Three!
[Fresh] Two dice on the block - keep it real
Bet the house that's about two-point-five-mill
[children] Two!
[Fresh] Keep cheddar - what you got, I can match it
Ride everything chrome, rock everything platinum
[children] One!
[Fresh] Keep shinin' 'til it burn me out
But never ever let the money, baby, turn me out

(Hook2x [children])
Ten ways to a G
One situation - pay attention to me

[children] Ten!
[Fresh] Tell a broad, "Everything for free.
You can shop 'til you drop, shorty, all on me."
[children] Nine!
[Fresh] Number ten ain't nothin' but a lie
Don't buy the broad nothin', and I'm 'bout to tell you why
[children] Eight!
[Fresh] Sell the skank a dream bigger than life
And she gon' stick around for the shoppin' spree, alright
[children] Seven!
[Fresh] Tell your broad you know me, and we jam tight
And you like what I like, and you gon' be alright tonight
[children] Six!
[Fresh] Nine times outta ten I went out with the broad you with
But that shouldn't stop you from doin' what you do, slick
[children] Five!
[Fresh] Then turn to her - tell her you love her, and don't laugh
And if I had a penny, baby, then you got half
[children] Four!
[Fresh] What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yurn
And you got it right now -
and that'll leave a-thousand dollars to my tax return
[children] Three!
[Fresh] At this point, if you love me,
you'll make my fantasies come true
And if she say, "What it is?" -
To sleep with your sister and you
[children] Two!
[Fresh] Don't love these (?) - love yourself
And if you pay attention to this you'll have plenty of wealth
[children] One!
[Fresh] I'm done, and I ain't got nothin' else to say
'Cause I can't think of nothin' to rhyme with this shh..
y'all have a nice day

[children] Ten ways to a G
[Mannie Fresh] Good night, everybody
[children] Ten ways to a G
[Mannie Fresh] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[children] Ten ways to a G

[Mannie Fresh]
What?
What?
Now looky here

[children]
Ten ways to a G

[Mannie Fresh {talking}]
I gave you three situations
And ten ways to deal with it
You see what I'm sayin'
If you apply that to your everyday-life
whether you slingin', you dig
Ballin'
Or playin' on broads
You, too, can be scraped
I said scraped - that's right - scraped
See what I'm sayin'
And these (?)
I mean, we gotta get together - marry yourself, man
'cause ain't nobody gon' care 'bout yourself but yourself
Know what I'm sayin'
Go marry yourself, go on a honeymoon - treat yourself
I mean, 'cause can't nobody cheat on theyself
You gon' be with yourself, but you can't cheat on yourself
You know what I'm sayin'
Man, that's ballerrific
Stuntastic
And I like to say one more time: good night
Mmm-hmm
And tell myself, "Self, I am so enfatuated with you."

[self]
Hey, thank you
I'm enfatuated with you, too

[Mannie Fresh]
Good night, self

[self]
Good night
Good night, Mannie
I love you

Ooooohhhhh, what, what, what
Ooooohhhhh, yeah st

Verse 1 (Manny Fresh)
I..fuck..these...hoes
Af-ter...our shows
Big dicks... we slang
Freak bitch... do ya thang (do yo thang)
Benz...".vettes"....hummers....jets
Ro-Lex...Mo-settes
Television.....head rest
Twenty inches....nothin less
Every-day..... iced..... out
Nigga play....lights out
M...period fresh...hammer
Yo wife is my......baby mama
God.......damn mother-fucker
She's uh....good dick sucker
What...the....fuck
Hold on.....everybody (Scribbles)
Get yo' roll on

(Chorus)4x
Everybody get yo roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin roll on
What

Verse 2 (Baby)
Beat answers...bitch please
You....know....who I.....be
Nothin else.....none other
The...number one...stunna
Nigga...I pimp hoes
Fuck....toss....flip hoes
Show them....bitches no...love
Ridin 2g lacs on......dubs
Ounces....quarters....halves...bricks
Nigga i done sold all that shit
soon as....my tour stop
Bought five Bentley Zoras.....props
TV's must...buttons must....
CMB...platinum plus
What the.....fuck...hold on
(Scribbles)
Everybody get yo' motherfuckin roll on

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Manny and Baby together)
I...like...loud pipes
Big..rims....mo ice
V-twelves...or better
No...it's....strictly leather
Playstation....DVD's
Don't worry about yo bitch
She comin wit' me
Leavin stickers on the Bentley
To show the price
Arm out the windows
Just to floss my ice
Fresh....wait hold up
that's that bitch....we fucked
Nigga.....what yo bank bout
Dog i've been....lost count
Pop that Kriss.....pop that moe
Slap that bitch.....punch that hoe
What the fuck....hold on
Everybody get yo motherfuckin roll on

(Chorus)

[Juvenile]
Listen,
It's a fresh package I got - why not move it
Keepin' it in the house 'll have the Feds locked to it
Business as usual is goin' on in the slums
We want the whole cake, nigga - we don't want no crums
Stupid shit - we avoid it
Dope - we exploit it
Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed it
Now niggas gettin' out lookin' for employers
Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer
Swearin' he would never tell - put it on his daughter
Sayin' he was outta town - nigga crossed the border
Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
I'll send another nigga out to handle beef for me
It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure he's straight
The only nigga out the project Magnolia with weight

[Hook - Turk]
Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[B.G.]
Started out with a seven-gram quarter, flipped to half-a-ounce
Tryin' to keep clothes on my daughter and food in her mouth
It don't stop from sun-up to sun-down - I'm on the grind
In two weeks I was workin' a 16-25
Tryin' to get it - only thing in my vision is ballin'
Jumpin' out a 500-S class on brodders
So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters
Not a taker I'm scarred from (? ?)
Swore he was gon' front just bringin' his shit
Now I got a quarter ki - broke it down to six and two quarters
It's cooked already - I got these niggas runnin' like water
Slowly, I'm comin' up - scorin' a ounce since fronted nine
Had this nigga - only said what they workin', the block is mine
Got hustlin' skills in my blood - come from my pa
That's how I know the game 'cause at a young age I was taught

[Hook2x - Turk]
We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[Baby]
Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer
Michael, (?), Curl, y'all lay back and peep these niggas
Dubbed all and wide open (whatever) whatever, my nigga
Big (?) grab the glock out to shoot, my nigga
Then if it go down, I know you're ridin', nigga
But it's cool - I lost some hot boys, my nigga
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I start in the hood, I keep it real with my goods
Lac, hurry up back, I know a nigga wan' buy some crack
Smack a whole brick on that bitch when it come back
Stone, you play the cuts and watch my back
Magnolia Shorty, take these stacks and meet me at the shack
I'm 'bout to go to a car lot on veterans, black
And buy that new black-on-black 2G Cadillac

[Hook - Turk]
Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[Mannie Fresh]
What
What
What
Remember when shit was a easy task
Back in the days that passed
When bitches use to cut class
Just to let a dumb nigga hit that ass
Now everything fucked up
Sure virgin pussy gon' cost you a-hundred bucks
Nigga, that use to be the man shit outta luck
Young niggas walkin' 'round with that duck
Some say, "Play with your nose."
Some say, "Fuck them hoes."
Some say, "You're fat. Work out and get a six-pack."
I say, "Fuck all that, I'd rather have six facts."
Young niggas done drove me to pack a heater
Fuck drawin' up the meat beaters
They tryin' to defeat us
Move us out and delete us
Erase us niggas from the face of the earth
Put your dick in the dirt
No how, no way, daddy, it won't work
I refuse to be a statistic
DNA ballistic
With a closed casket
'Cause some young nigga blasted my brains on the side
Lil' daddy, I'ma swing wide and let everything out here feel me
You ain't gon' do it - old age gon' kill me

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[B.G.]
What's happenin', nigga
B.Geezy, Baby, Mannie Fresh, nigga
Big Tymers, nigga
You know we be stun'n our ass off, ya heard me

[Bling, -ling, -ling]
You know me and my clique stand out
It's bling-a-ling every time we stick our hand out
Eyes can't take it - motherfuckers turn they head around
I gotta laugh 'cause the neck, too, look like a glass house
Man, that ice the motherfucker
Don't forget the whip - twenty-inches and TV's
Navigation system, Dreamcast, all in the Bentley
Everyday of the week I be jumpin' in somethin' different
Bikes, Lexus Trucks - everyday I be switchin'
My big round, Baby, taught me how to lay my stunt down
Come 'round the corner once, leave, switch up, come back around
You know how it go down on a Sunday uptown
Wrist hangin' out the window of the Jag with the top down
Later on that evenin', corner pocket off the chain
But I advise you: don't come around without that thing
'Cause them vultures be out and believe they be jackin'
But they know I'm a made nigga - I still be stuntastic

[Hook - 2x (B.G.)]
It's stuntastic
Straight out the plastic
If they got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy
It's ballerific
Cash Money gifted
It's very hard to look at them princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

[Baby]
I ride top-notch shit, nigga, all the hot shit
On a Sunday I pull out all my drop-top shit
I be stun'n
Step in the club and buy the vault
I know them hoes be lookin' - that's why I play this game raw
It's just in me to be the nigga that I be
Call me Atrice, call me Bryan, Bubble, or B.
You know who I am
You know Cash Money my fam'
Who else could it be with me and Geezy spinnin' that Lam'
Rockin' that ice, poppin' that cham'
Jumpin' out in front a warehouse dressed in Hot Boy wear
Glock on my side - you know we ain't gettin' checked at the door
Get outta line, we leave a nigga brains on the dance floor
Back to the coffee cup and drop the ice
Shake it up
When it come out, it's gon' fuck your eyes up
Like I said last time: I don't need no introduction
I'm the number-one when it come down to the stun'n

[Hook - 2x (B.G.)]
It's stuntastic
Straight out the plastic
If they got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy
It's ballerific
Cash Money gifted
It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

[Mannie Fresh]
Lil' one, I been paid
Two-thousand-ten escalade
Did I tell you how the seats made
Crocodile and mink suede
I touch y'all niggas' arms with candy-coated choppers
I fed these hoes fettuccini while you was feedin' 'em whoppers
I could take the ugliest bitch and turn her into somethin'
And take a whack-ass track and have that bitch bumpin'
Nigga, Liberacci ain't got nothin' on me
I got one diamond, and one ring bigger than your whole future, g
Shorty, you ain't heard the news? I'm ridin' on twenty-twos
I take the groom bride and give that hoe the blues
My neck on another level
My life on another level
Alright, you got a Benz - and, nigga, I'm pushin' the space shuttle
Bitch, please
My bank account Hercules

[B.G.]
It's, zero, zero, zero, comma, zero, (comma),
stop (stop), freeze (freeze)

[Mannie Fresh]
Whatever you got, lil' daddy, believe me - I been had it
It's just in my life and my nature and my way to be stuntastic

Hook - 3x (B.G.)]
It's stuntastic
Straight out the plastic
If they got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy
It's ballerific
Cash Money gifted
It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

[B.G.]
Nigga,
We ballerific and stuntastic, ya heard me
Baby, Mannie Fresh, B.Geezy
You dig
Stun'n 'til we can't stunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga
Reppin' 'til we can't rep no motherfuckin' more, nigga
Huntin' 'til we can't hunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga
From Lamborghinis to Bentley's to Ferrari's to Jaguars to Hummers
To whatever you got - we got it and then some
Ya heard me
From princess cuts to baguettes
to whatever kind of diamonds they got, we got it, nigga
It don't stop, ya heard me
Cash Money, nigga, got the rap game on lock
How you love that
Baby, Mannie Fresh - they got that work, nigga
And I got that pistol under my shirt, nigga
Yeah slip up if you want
You get put sixty feet under the dirt, nigga
CMR-a, Hot Boys, Cash Money

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Top of the line nigga....Check it!

[Verse 1]
Excuse me
Let me introduce me
Look, look, Uptown top of the line HB
See, I'm a million dollar nigga
Rolex on my wrist crush
Ain't too many could touch, baby
I'm too much
I'm 15 with 15 carats and 15 figures
And 15 niggas with 15 hummers with triggers
I'm way at the top
Of the million dollar spot
When I flex what I got
Make niggas sick like a drop
Every show I get,
You could give me a quarter ki
Tryin' to wholesale
But it cost six five to see me
While we be doin' shows,
Baby transportin' ki's
Findin' out all ways to beat the N.O.P.D.
But ugh ugh, can't stop me from shinin'
No, ugh ugh, can't stop my roley from windin'
Yeah, I (sniff) I,I, know niggas mind,
Me and Prime up in the 5
Dawg, it's top of the line

(chorus)
Say, Woday,
Look, look, for you to have diamonds like me
Woday
Ya'll need to see the leather in the humm-v
Woday
Us niggas six figures
Oh, Woday
Top of the line nigga
Say, Woday
For you to have diamonds like me
Woday
Check the rack and piney in the humm-v
Oh, Woday
See, we playin' with six figures
Oh, Woday
How U luv that?
Top of the line nigga

[Verse 2]
Nigga, I just ordered me somethin' new,
From sixth generation technology,
That's only made for movies
Comin' from Tennessee
And I'm in Louisville on 23rd Street
Hangin' with this Hot Boy, chillin'
Tryin' to find a way to drop a hundred ki's on these niggas
And I'm peepin' this shit
They be shinin' like me nigga
Ridin' on 20's,
They be playin these hoes,
These niggas in Louisville got a mouth-full of golds
But see, Playboy, I be bout that shinin'
These niggas bout that repin' while I be bout big tymin', nigga
I'm so tru to do whatever I do,
I just bought new cars for the whole crew
I'm so top of the line, nigga, I don't know what to do
I bought Fresh a Lamboughini and me a Lotus, fool

I Got the jacuzzi, nigga, in the back of the truck,
Runnin' water for ya daughter when she wanna get buck
Cable, satellite dish, sony remote
Benson sold me the truck
Copa sold me the boat
I got some shit on my finger that'll blind a crowd,
I got some shit in my trunk that's way too loud
I'm the most looked at in the year '98
Ya'll got to love me baby
Don't I look great?
God gave me a gift, so I'm gon' share it ya'll
Like Michael Jordan, ya'll gon' see me ball

1 million, 2 million, 3.
Oh! It's my part?
Lil' niggaa with the cold heart
Lexus automatic start
I shine like 18's
And sparkle like a bezel,
Ridin' up ya block in a fully loaded Legend
Nigga, Navigator on broaders
But that's for tomorrow, though
Shaggin' the 400 with Mag, Julius, and Mario
Yeah, slut, that's me
In the GS3
So play the back seat
Suck on me
Watch ya teeth
And, uh, wipe ya feet before ya step on the mar-ble
Ding-dong, rock ya bell
Work ya mell
So what the hell?
What?
Like my smile?
3 million dollar grin
What?
This me
Hey, introduce me to ya friend
It's all gravy baby
Hot Boy
You should know
In a Mercedes baby
Uhuh, that's beautiful
Look, I'm large girl
Be flyin' up and down the lake on CDR's girl
In my garage up at my place
I got more cars girl
I swear
Me and my presence
We superstars bro
Look, look, it's marvelous
Ya see I (bloop)
Bust like a bottle of Moet
Go cash about 4 checks
Go write till I get Moet
I sticks to the code
Reeboks and Girbaud
It's all about a mil, these hoes, diamonds, and gold

(chorus)
Say, Woday
Ya'll niggas need to have diamonds like me
Woday
Check the woodgrain in the humm-v
Oh, Woday
See, us niggas playin' with six figures
Say, Woday
Top of the line type niggas
Oh, Woday
Ya'll don't have no diamonds like me
Oh, Woday
I don't think you drive a humm-v
Say, Woday
I'm playin with six figures
Say, Woday
Runnin' with top of the line type niggas

Hey, Playboy it's like this. Say, go get the shovel, man.
Let's go dump all this ice. It's wonderful baby. For real.
Truly marvelous. Ya'll tryin to wear me like jeans,
but ya'll need to wear ya'll own, man. C'mon, for 50 man.

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