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lirik lagu workout – payroll giovanni

[intro]
4sho magazine
dot, dot, dot
what up doe?
what’s good?
doughboyz cashout
d.b.c., the mob
41 p in this b*tch (4*1)
2*6*7*6
the mob, n*gga
we doing it
in the booth talking a lil sh*t, man
free roc
you know how we do, n*gga
free rio grand
new money, new ice too
rest in peace r.j
you see it, n*gga
b*tch ass n*ggas

[verse]
it go: get money, stay away from f*ck n*ggas
real n*gga, been that way from the jump, n*gga
you can’t owe me sh*t, i don’t front n*ggas
got in debt the last time i used to front n*ggas
fast*forward to the present, ice in his necklace
from good investments and his plug sending cali’ presents
came a long way from rockin’ up the yola
try me and get yo’ p*ssy ass popped like soda
in a new whip, with my nеw b*tch
lames say “f*ck him”, the o.g.s say “he foolin'”
hoеs wanna suck him ’cause how bright the n*gga shoes is
can’t help but love him, look how nice the n*gga shoes is
just some lil’ prada kicks, nothing major
you too old to be a hater, get yo’ motherf*ckin’ paper
ball ’cause of my l.a. coach, like a laker
came up, now they shocked. guess my money was the taser
let me get on these haters, mad at us ’cause they f*cked up
mad ’cause i can call up they b*tch and get sucked up
mad ’cause they petty ass been sellin’ crack
and they barely touched a stack and they main b*tch a rat
i’m a boss, i don’t f*ck around with skeezers
and i don’t f*ck around with these friendly n*ggas either
i shoot my moves, go home to have s*x
gotta get to vegas cause i heard louis had sweats
i got old n*ggas jealous ’cause my spot pop
want me ’cause they time up quick like a shot clock
my face known from the videos and shows
so, i gotta serve n*ggas third*person with the os
f*ck hoes, b*tch i’m stackin’ for the new 6
same n*ggas hatin’ be tryna study n*gga’s blueprint (copying)
new louis belt with the blue print
it’s only tuesday, but i feel like wearin’ new sh*t
i ain’t gotta stress i’m gettin’ it
probably ’cause i’m really gettin’ it
sixteen zips, i’m flippin’ it
if you ain’t tryna cash, why you ask what the ticket is? (f*ck you wanna know for?)
just a nosey ass n*gga
drivin’ ya’ b*tch’s car, you old jody ass n*gga
sit yo’ ass down, fake rollie ass n*gga
i’m so big worm, you just a smokey ass n*gga (worker)

my ice couldn’t get clearer
i see a real n*gga when i look in the mirror
n*ggas make rumors, they ask me to make money
it be funny when the hatin’ n*ggas fresh is yo’ bummy
we ain’t got time for the dumb sh*t
work i took serious, rap was just some fun sh*t
now the table’s turned
i’m getting rap money with street money to burn
when these b*tches gon’ learn?
always got they hand out, when these b*tches gon’ earn?
i ain’t did what? man, the nerve of you hoes
you wasn’t there when i was outsmarting border patrol
you wasn’t there when i went from a quarter to bows
in the bas*m*nt by the phone, n*ggas orderin’ os (h*llo)
n*ggas be so hurt (man)
man, i swear they so hurt
run in lenox, spend five*hun’ on a shirt
so clean, but all the money stemmed from doin’ dirt
i don’t brag much, but don’t push me
van blew out, like a freak b*tch p*ssy
was ‘posed to be in class, but i’m skippin’ playin’ hooky
in the trap with r.j. on the couch in my hoodie
beat yo’ b*tch p*ssy up every time i see her, like a bully
then send her out of town with four cookies
that ain’t a stash, boy, i call that “jean money”
i got that digital and that triple*beam money
this rap sh*t got me with a lil’ clean money
now i got that “who is you? get away from me” money (f*ck on)
[chorus]
and it’s just a lil’ workout (workout)
cut the vacuum seal open, check the work out (work out)
i said it’s just a lil’ workout
cut the vacuum*sealed bag open, check the work out (b*tch)

[outro: payroll giovanni & juju da boss
yeah, doughboyz cashout (the mob)
free roc dropping this summer (this summer)
you know we stay workin’ (stay workin’)
these n*ggas stay perpin’ (perpin’)
we gon’ keep it going though, you know what i’m sayin’? (you already know)
real detroit n*ggas, real street n*ggas(yeah)
my n*gga dot on the beat (what up, dot?)
let’s get it
juju da boss in this b*tch
doughboyz, bah
4sho magazine

- payroll giovanni

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