Big Sant

Big Sant - Work Freestyle lyrics

rate me

I guess it’s bout that time for me to tell you what is what

Just hopped about the benz, that bitch ain’t mine but I’m gonn stunt

Ain’t got nothing to lean but any club I’m bout to ball

One inch bonufied 10, but bitch I’m sitting tall

And I ain’t flirting with your bitch unless she bout to bring her friend

Don’t get em hoes down, off in they purse I’m bout to spend

I’m talking dollar signs, top bottles services and the man

Ain’t signing overseas, they know it’s me cause I’m a pimp

Look yeah I grew up costing that dirty water

Right the corner from the bad bitches

Send the street with my nigga, boo the redline

My brother grim

Hopped on 22 he a jackie john and my brother rick

Then I went the other way, I hit the a with a truck of brick

Ok I’m like just a bag of crow, did the dirty bird

With some dirty hoes, I pull em out and they thickin 4

Y’all rappers dope and I’m serving all,

My fat boy to the big man, domestic calling me big sant

But that check right, I’m out of sight

When that whole clip the unstanded

I work, work, work, work

Yeah I got that bitch I got that work, work, work, work

I work, work, work, work

Yeah I got that bitch I got that work, work, work, work

I work, work, work, work

Yeah I got that bitch I got that work, work, work, work

Yeah I got that, got that, work, work, work.

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