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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
Chorus: repeat 4x
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
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