Lyrics Work Out - Teejayx6
Play
count
long,
yeah,
start
the
beat
This
bitch
sound
like
a
work
out
We
'bout
to
go
to
the
strip
club
Throw
the
ones,
bring
the
guns,
let
all
the
hoes
have
some
fun
My
phone
got
too
many
methods
Siri
gave
me
wrong
directions
Fucked
a
white
bitch,
think
I'm
One
Direction
Life
a
movie,
I
don't
got
a
director
Caught
a
body,
shaved
my
leg
Shaved
my
head,
shakin'
my
head
My
mans
ran
off,
this
shit's
so
crazy
It
was
only
twenty
dollars
and
a
nigga
ain't
pay
me
Give
a
zip
back
to
my
weed
man
'cause
it's
shaky
Freak
bitch
twerkin'
in
the
club,
gon'
shake
it
Police
ask
how
much
I
makin'
Played
it
like
I'm
deaf,
I
can't
hear
y'all
No
scale,
I
got
this
eyeball
Shot
a
couple
bullets,
one
hit
him
in
his
eyeball
They
was
hoggin'
for
a
minute
now
it's
my
ball
But
I'ma
pass
to
my
team
like
John
Wall
I
ain't
hearin'
niggas
like
I'm
talkin'
to
a
brick
wall
So
many
blues
on
me,
nigga,
I
could
prolly
Crip
walk
I
was
in
the
game,
soon
as
the
tip
off
That
nigga
was
a
lame,
soon
as
he
came
out
Go
get
my
mixtape,
soon
as
it
come
out
I'ma
get
some
duct
tape,
cover
up
the
nigga
mouth
Or
a
garbage
bag,
or
a
wet
rag
(Damn)
Which
one
should
I
use?
(Which
one?)
I
don't
even
know
Got
a
new
bank
account,
'bout
to
drop
twenty-four
How
you
livin'
with
ya
mama,
boy,
and
you're
twenty-four?
Grow
up,
get
yourself
together
For
real,
you
gotta
do
better
Even
when
I
get
a
bill,
nigga,
I
won't
even
settle
Built
a
gun
out
of
old
constructed
metal
(Damn)
Then
that
bitch
jammed
(Damn)
I
was
like,
"Damn!"
People
know
I
scam
But
how
can
you
be
surprised
(How?)
She
brung
the
wrong
condom
size
(Bitch)
She
can
see
the
look
in
my
eyes
(See
me)
That
I'm
mad
as
fuck
(Damn)
I
was
like,
"Damn,
how
you
do
that?"
(Fuck)
I
be
swipin'
it
like,
"Damn,
how
you
do
that?"
(Swipe)
Shit,
I
don't
know
(Shit)
It
just
came
to
me
Go
on
Telegram
(Do
your
thing)
You
can
do
it
yourself
When
I
was
fucked
up
in
the
hood
(I
was
fucked
up)
They
ain't
come
and
check
on
me
(Hell
no)
Now
I
got
a
check
on
me
Just
had
sex
with
a
grown
woman
But
she
ain't
get
no
money
(Nope)
She
got
card
numbers
Then
she
text
me,
sayin'
they
declined
And
I
did
it
on
purpose,
bitch,
it's
your
fault
Then
I
drove
off
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