Work Remix Lyrics - French Montana
1 I gotta close the window before I record
2 Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
3 Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
4 Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers
5 But really though, she a silly ho
6 Cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough
7 She don't get nothin' from a n**** though
8 All she get is hard dick and some Cheerios
9 Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical
10 Bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs
11 No tint though, on my window
12 So you see a n**** shining in the Benzo
13 Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
14 No limp though, couldn't copy my style in Kinkos
15 Put in work, run up on a killer then I put him in the dirt
16 Run up in the buildin', semi gon' squirt
17 That's what a n**** get when they getting on my nerves
18 I ain't lying, lay 'em on the curb
19 Riding on a killer who be coming at Ferg! (Damn)
20 Girl you twerk, twerk that kitty girl make it purr
21 Put in work, Flacko put 'em in the dirt
22 French got the shovel he gon' put him in the earth
23 Trinidad maniac with a all gold hearse
24 Yeah, uh, put in work
25 Schoolboy Q with a pound of the purp
26 So much work he'll smoke up the Earth
27 Polo Ground, A$AP World
28 (Han!) That ain't Kanye
29 That's Montana, loose cannon
30 He shot me so I had to do it
31 Put him in the dirt, put him in it first
32 I just sold a swammy with ten hommies on it
33 Her a** fat, you could park ten Tahoes on it
34 When they mask up, comin' for your ice
35 When they bare-faced, they comin' for your life
36 Baby don't pray for me pray for the weak
37 I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep
38 Illuminati? I'm from the streets
39 Never sold my body, we takin' bodies
40 Put in work, put in work
41 Put in work, put 'em in the dirt
42 Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand
43 They don't ask no questions, n****, all they do is bang bang bang
44 They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang bang
45 I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya
46 I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm your brother
47 I know a b**** from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my partner
48 You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's your problem
49 I f*** with Asian n****s and I f*** with Migos
50 I f*** with Haitian n****s, all they speak is Creole
51 I said all I speak is real, y'all n****s might hate me but
52 That don't get no deal, I said no that don't get no deal
53 I just now got my deal, but I been gettin' this money
54 No green card in this struggle, immigration give you nothing but work
55 (Put it in work)
56 Yawk-yawk, yawk-yawk!
57 A lotta n****s died, should've been from Hoover Street
58 No I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week
59 Pimpin' like I'm 33, move keys like I'm 36
60 Ship O's like I'm 28, Tacoma know I'm pushin' weight
61 O-X-Y I'm in your state, eatin' off your dinner plate
62 My heart live where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape
63 B****es throwin' p**** back and forth, they on my dick
64 Pa**ion drippin' off her lip, she say she never had a crip
65 Uh, put in work, all big booties make ya twerk
66 All big titties lift your shirt, show a player what you're worth
67 Yeah, put in work, spray his a** in front the Church
68 Deacon said I did my s***, the pastor said, "That n**** turnt"
69 Pop my collar on my shirt, make these b****es go berserk
70 Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs
71 Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your backseat to a hearse
72 Back to the lab with mother Earth, had to give Young Ferg a verse
73 A lot of homies cried, due to crimes, homicide
74 Drivin' by, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine
75 Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
76 Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
77 You want that pretty Flacko? Ratchets, designer jackets
78 The same n****s who jack it be the first who claim we faggots
79 My b**** is a movie actress, side b**** won a beauty pageant
80 Got a chick that worked at Magic
81 But I'm so damn fine make a b**** look average
82 See my daddy in heaven, right next to Ferg's
83 You know what's up I'm throwin' bucks, Loaded Lux, put in work
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