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I Work Hard Lyrics - Artist : Waka Flocka Flame
I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it
On the block with the crack and the midget Niggas trying to haunt me like they running with the coppers Want to rob me, see me make them stupid ass niggas Posted at the gas station, hand-to-hand pitching Clayco pulled up, now I'm running from the snitches Seven days trapping, now I'm stunting on them bitches Hoes, they in love with me, they wanna get new bitches I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets I work hard, dog, trying to see a million I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets I work hard, dog, trying to see a million I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling Young nigga there, young nigga here Fuck with me, shawty, this a young nigga year Truckload backing in, truckload backing out So much fucking mid in this trap house Boy, I'm plugged in, yes, my hands in Got that mild mid, got that loud mid Got a juug for 50 pounds, I call Mario That young nigga, Chaz? That's my little bro I'm posted on the Grove with B. Ceezy moving beans My life green and white, [?] and 4K Married to the game, my wife name is Mary Jane Waka Flocka Flame, that's my stage name Learn the real name before you judge this young nigga Ask a lame nigga and ask these fuck niggas I don't play with niggas, games is not played Stunt, ball, keep it real and do my fucking thing I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets I work hard, dog, trying to see a million I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets I work hard, dog, trying to see a million I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling Yeah, nigga And I'm not using no red rag or this lime green flag To move on in life, partner This shit one hundred, nigga Matter of fact, this shit is five hundred to three hundred, nigga What's happening with that, pussy ass nigga? And you know I fuck with everybody, nigga Everybody fuck with me, nigga This shit strong right here, partner And I ain't talking about muscles, nigga 'Cause I don't lift shit, nigga Whole motherfucking Fab 5, man Free my nigga Chaz What it do, Slim? What it do, Dae Dae? Trap, what's happening, man? You know this shit 'bout B. Ceezy, P. Ceeze I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets I work hard, dog, trying to see a million I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling I work hard, shawty, I'm out here trying to get it Selling crack, selling pills, yes, we got them midgets I work hard, dog, trying to see a million I'm talking money so high, you can stack it to the ceiling |
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