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Prof - Light Work (Official Video)
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Swear to god it's some real tits Real shit, whole squad gotta feel this Swear to god this lightwork Back and forth through the night til the pipe hurt I'm the shit you are gonna need a diaper When it come to gettin' pussy I'm a lifer When you thought I couldn't get nicer Your boy step in the ring like tiger And you wonder how good my mood is Walk around the hood, all I get is deuces Bitch I'm eating, you ain't know where the food is Getting HJ's all through the movies Yeah, motherfucker I'm gutter Would you like some popcorn along with that butter? I would like a sister along with that mother Wussup Walkin around like wussup Everybody in the bar know I got the buzz up Lookin at me like what up brudda? Lookin back like fucker shut up Wussup Walkin round like wussup Everybody in the bar know I'm tryna cut up You ain't tryna put up shut thaaaaaaaa fuck up Swear to god I'm an animal, killer on the down low Swear to god I'm the baddest out Alright, go ahead, get your cameras out What the fuck is up with that bitch over there mean muggin? I think I should stand up and go see if it needs somethin See these big ass motherfuckers right beside me? Known them their whole lives, they would never lie to me This is the beginning of a dynasty You should be thinking of more ways you could be kind to me Swear that your whole crew is boo boo Lookin like some dudes that I could easily chew through I know this ain't probably what you're used to But everybody welcome on the wagon go choo choo When people tell me I'll regret that in the morning I sleep til noon, I sleep til noon When people tell me I'll regret that in the morning I sleep til noon, I sleep til noon Wussup Walkin around like wussup Everybody in the bar know I got the buzz up Lookin at me like what up brudda? Lookin back like fucker shut up Wussup Walkin round like wussup Everybody in the bar know I'm tryna cut up You ain't tryna put up shut thaaaaaaaa fuck up Swear to god got dick game Bitch made bitch stank like a fish tank Swear to god shoot swish mane Puddle so big coulda been a piss stain Look at my lifestyle, put it on DVD Look how I'm knee deep, this is must-see TV Up in the teepee smokin with three Kikis Up in some BVDs, I'm a G, G, G Get it right, get it right mane Get it right, swear to god I'm a G, G, G Get it right, get it right mane Get it right, swear to god I'm a G, G, G Get it right, get it right mane Get it right, swear to god I'm a G, G, G Get it right, get it right mane Get it right, swear to god I'm a G, G, G When people tell me I'll regret that in the morning I sleep til noon, I sleep til noon When people tell me I'll regret that in the morning I sleep til noon, I sleep til noon Wussup Walkin around like wussup Everybody in the bar know I got the buzz up Lookin at me like what up brudda? Lookin back like fucker shut up Wussup Walkin round like wussup Everybody in the bar know I'm tryna cut up You ain't tryna put up shut thaaaaaaaa fuck up
Writer(s): Jacob Anderson, Willie Clay, D Wan Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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