song lyrics What U Workin Wit lyrics
Beelow: Shit nigga you ain t know, this that ballin click nigga This how we do it, Nigga drop a thousand on the floor and don t even miss it Ha, whatcha you workin wit, ha, I m workin wit a mil, nigga what You ain t heard
Chorus: (repeat 4x)
What u workin wit, what u workin wit, what u workin wit, ha What u workin wit
Verse 1: Beelow
I m workin five hundred thous, to you dummies that s a half a mil To some of that, invested it in my grill Got these diamonds on my wrist shining And if you haters get to close, it s for sure to blind ya It ain t no since in me stunting Talking bout a roll in the hummers Cause I know them boys be some chiefing last summer Buffet fire is my drink, and I drinks it daily So I buys it by the truck load, so I can bag my lady Nigga fade my that s a unt uh I can t be stopped 300 thousand shift when my album dropped Brand new video bumping, so they can see my face And a thousand strong streets he might have paid for the way Ballin records on the map yeah we setting it off No Limit Soldiers ain t the only one that can bat in that south 300 dollar studio to make these hits Yeah we workin wit a mil or better
Chorus: repeat 4x
Verse 2: Beelow
I m workin wit that Cadillac jeep when it s time to flex And I had to buy my own bank to cash these checks Gotta string of music thugs so I can roll these tapes And I m thinking bout that million-dollar home on the lake Okay, unt uh, that ain t that ballin motto Spend big faces by the million like I hit the lotto Got cost by the car load, by the truck load My big ballin status keep they mind on fuck ho s Playa haters all around us trying to figure out how I did it How got it by how I get was how I live it Thugged out for sure, with that ballin armor on my chest Ready for war, cause it protects me like a vest Seven figure nigga, I m that nigga that brought you ackin bad Rolling on them things, making my cheese how the hell they bad Whoa! You ain t know I had it like this I m workin mil or better nigga
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Verse 3:
I m workin wit a mil or better As I flex in that stretch Lex Throw away mo cash then yo last year paycheck Roll big blunts, we use nothing but big faces Ask me why I do it cause I love my money chasing Love stunting, I play them ho s how it goes Put that dick in they life and keep them bitches on they tippy toes And when I roll it gotta be them big bodies, 17 s spinning, if you don t know it Break you off in a second that s how us ballers do it Drop the ki s on the dice like it ain t nothing to it Gotta floss on them haters make em respect my mind Uht oh you done had ya turn boy now its my turn Ballin 4 Billions in yo face like ha nigga what If it ain t about paper nigga keep ya mouth shut Niggas worried about my D Impala blocking on my shit I m workin wit a mil or better nigga
Chorus: repeat until fade song lyrics
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