Don’t Work
[Hook]
A man that don't work, aww naw, that don't work
Damn I bet his ass hurt, telling the truth get his ass hurt
I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb
9 to 5 work, aww naw man that don't work
A man that don't work, aww nawthat don't work
Damn I bet his ass hurt, tellin' the truth get his ass hurt
I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb
9 to 5 work, aww naw nigga naw, that don't work
[Verse 1]
2 roast beef doubles order up
I'm smokin' on my medicine, take a puff
Yeah the last few days I don't know what to say
But, bitch, I'm getting payed
Gotta make the money everyday
Even my mama said, gotta get up find a job
But I had to flip what he said
Start saving for a 4 car garage
Bentley, Benz, Rolls Royce, I pulled up, they like ooh, that's "noice"
They act like ain't no other choice
Gotta eat before you starve
Why the fuck you think I been tryna get my pockets on large?
[Hook]
A man that don't work, aww naw, that don't work
Damn I bet his ass hurt, telling the truth get his ass hurt
I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb
9 to 5 work, aww naw man that don't work
A man that don't work, aww naw that don't work
Damn I bet his ass hurt, tellin' the truth get his ass hurt
I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb
9 to 5 work, aww naw nigga naw, that don't work
[Verse 2]
You ain't gotta work, you just gotta get you a hustle
Always on beat, call me DJ Mustard
And I got the sauce like it's ketchup
You tryna run slow in this race, nigga catch up
Got lost, caught up track of time
Runnin' round with money on mind
Got a dime I'm tryna keep
And I'm countin' money in Givenchy sheets
But bitch, I gotta pay it, and I got money coming in on the daily
And I gotta switch it up, 'cause you know
Some people do but don't give a fuck
They tryna watch your pockets so you gotta
Switch it up so they don't know
What the fuck be going on with your flow
[Hook]
A man that don't work, aww naw, that don't work
Damn I bet his ass hurt, telling the truth get his ass hurt
I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb
9 to 5 work, aww naw man that don't work
A man that don't work, aww naw that don't work
Damn I bet his ass hurt, tellin' the truth get his ass hurt
I hop in the Benz, then I swerve, I hit the brakes, nigga not the curb
9 to 5 work, aww naw nigga naw, that don't work