Z1ggy - Work Season (Poppstyle)

Show me a nigga aint take no L's just to get this far he bappin
I show you a nigga won't leave no scales
He'll fuck around and steal your napkins
Straight of the holder
We can't controllem
He da type to steal ya mama perfume
I know this a lot but I swear its the truth
We B.N.E kings I could sendem to you
Yeah little bitch I am the truth
Stomp down marching like I am the troops
Why you gotta gun if you aint gonna use it?
Hunnit clip wit me like I'm shooting movies
Sippin that "Tris" it came wit a seal
Call up the Dr. you need a refill
Bitch I'm not Dr. Dre I keep the beat
Got ya bitch gettin hyphy like im keak da sneak
Trying fuck me a B.E.T queen of the queen
Vegetarian Poppi cuz I need my green
But on occasion I am know to indulge in the beef
Slide on ya street get ya wrapped in a sheet
Aint shit sweet
Bitch come see
1107 or 1017
Rest In Peace big Woo
Dluv and Tony
Still Got some real niggas that'll die bout me
Shit,
You got that work just comin in
Work Work Work
You know that work been coming in
Work Work Work
You can tell that work been coming in
Work Work Work
Work Work we got it comin in
Work Work Work
You know I got it comin in
Work Work Work
Bitch I just keep em comin in
Work Work Work
And I will shoot you and your mans
Work Work Work
And we not doin no new friends
Teamwork!
Work Work Work

Written by:
Andrew Jones

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