
I Be Workin Gucci Mane
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Have ya workin' nigga
Have that work
Have ya workin' shawty
Yeah
[Chorus]
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
24/7, I be workin', be workin'
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
24/7, I be workin', be workin'
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'
[Verse 1]
I been workin' like a dog, but I ain't done yet
Worked 24 hours, I ain't broke no sweat
Call me baker man, shawty, 'cause I cook the piеs up
And its skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, when I scrape the sidеs up
Sent off for a pack, 'bout three hundred tied up
If the state patrol pull him over, then its over
Get a brick from Keyshon, sell it full to Dion
Hit apartments, [?], shawty all mad
A lot of green in my car, with some money, green 6's
With some money green 1s, and a money green mink
I'm the plug, like the shit you put in your light switch
I got jungle fever, pimpin', man I love that white bitch
Where the rubber bands, nigga, at the fuckin' trap house
And I'm still hood enough to slap my jacket black out
I'm a real street nigga, pimp shit, trap shit
Tell these trap hatin' niggas they can suck my dick
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Have ya workin' nigga
Have that work
Have ya workin' shawty
Yeah
[Chorus]
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
24/7, I be workin', be workin'
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
24/7, I be workin', be workin'
I be workin', be workin', be workin', be workin'
So, baby, hit me back, 'cause I'm workin', I'm workin'
[Verse 1]
I been workin' like a dog, but I ain't done yet
Worked 24 hours, I ain't broke no sweat
Call me baker man, shawty, 'cause I cook the piеs up
And its skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, when I scrape the sidеs up
Sent off for a pack, 'bout three hundred tied up
If the state patrol pull him over, then its over
Get a brick from Keyshon, sell it full to Dion
Hit apartments, [?], shawty all mad
A lot of green in my car, with some money, green 6's
With some money green 1s, and a money green mink
I'm the plug, like the shit you put in your light switch
I got jungle fever, pimpin', man I love that white bitch
Where the rubber bands, nigga, at the fuckin' trap house
And I'm still hood enough to slap my jacket black out
I'm a real street nigga, pimp shit, trap shit
Tell these trap hatin' niggas they can suck my dick
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