Que ft. Problem – Work In Lyrics

(Hook x4)
I just got the work in (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
(Verse)
Said I got pounds, good lawd
& I got them working all ova town
Strictly business, don’t play around
Shit from outta town, shooky ass brown
Getting paid is my forte
Each & every day, true hustla way
Y’all nigga ain’t got time, well
We getting caught with nicks & dimes, well well
North side to the south side
Push a lot of pie, bitch it’s no surprise
I got bricks in the stash, stacking up cash
Love when it comes to the gas, my dope ain’t average
The right amount of cash, ya can have it
A white lady is a 10, she my best friend
Can’t come in cuz I just
(Hook x4)
I just got the work in (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
(Verse 2)
I got bags of loud
Get em goin” befo’ they even touch down
& the J’s act right
Ya know I got 2 keep a low profile
I got work fo’ the low, so
Let me tell ya how it go
Purp’s the herb in the birds
Prices so low, nigga fuck what ya heard
Rolling with the ratchet
Ya neva going 2 know if I have it
Ya got 2 pay 2 play
Tough fo’ me 2 say, ya ain’t pull a rich game
I just got the work in
Keep the white all day, everyday
It’ll blow yo mind, hit it one time
Dope so good all ya need is one line
(Hook x4)
I just got the work in (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
(Verse 3: Problem)
Turkey bags of kush, bales of HD
My hustla pays me, I’m bout 2 bust an acre
Shine it up, looking flossy in my trap spot
Thing tucking while the muthafucking rats plot
Ya need a whole thing o’ a half block?
Same clothes fo’ days with a fat knot
Money make me feel like I’m above the law
This how it sounds when the plug call (brrt, dang)
(Hook x4)
I just got the work in (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
Que ft. Problem – Work In Lyrics



 
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