
lirik lagu payroll giovanni - workout
[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
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