E.S.G. & Slim Thug - Work That Thing lyrics

Work that thing Twerk it fast Go on about that a** If you wanna make some cash On them things And that's gla** Wood across the dash Lookin good when we pa** Swang and Bang And mash on Don't make this be a song That we whip your a** on What you claim? Then throw it up On a drank, pour it up On a smoke, roll it up I'm Don bread A young hogg, shaking the feds I was led, to put lead In these fake, haters head I'm 100% about my bread Show a dollar and I'll follow Ben Franks my role model So I'm no freestyler If it's free ain't me Money talk, sh** walk And since, my time cost I can't afford to be bought Cash for everything around me It's on the ground, you found me I can't let my people down me Ain't nothing but stars around me I had to ball, or stay broke Get a job, or sell dope I choose dope Cause I don't look good in hallowed ropes I'm trying to shine I promise I can't get left behind I keep that money on my mind At all times I do what I wanna Might fly to Daytona To get in a sauna If it ain't sticky marijuana Take it back to the corner It's your life, ya happy? Well do what you do Don't let nobody knock ya hustle fool Do what you do Ha Work that thing Twerk it fast Go on about that a** If you wanna make some cash On them things And that's gla** Wood across the dash Lookin good when we pa** Swang and Bang And mash on Don't make this be a song That we whip your a** on What you claim? Then throw it up On a drank, pour it up On a smoke, roll it up Now ESG be shinning Top on recline G Riding with a dime piece Smoking on some pine trees You can find me On Giavoni's and Kiss Now what really turn me on Is some Tina Thompson lips Ha, Com-ets flip We on fire! Trying to bust Like a set of ol' Firestone Tires Organize the franchise That was destined to rise Gotta keep my mind on the prize I look at my lil' son's eyes Player, you know, and I know That we gotta get green Hit the scene, like Outkast So fresh, and so clean Wanna make a million dollars Let me spend sixteen Give me one big machine And a ??? Candy green, TV screens We thought of that codine sh** That pinky ring and byzletine And all that bling, bling sh** This song for rappers, and jackers Strippers, and brick flippers Everybody about that money We goin to representin with ya! Work that thing Twerk it fast Go on about that a** If you wanna make some cash On them things And that's gla** Wood across the dash Lookin good when we pa** Swang and Bang And mash on Don't make this be a song That we whip your a** on What you claim? Then throw it up On a drank, pour it up On a smoke, roll it up It's me, the Slim T And that ESG Northside Southside Bringing heat to the street You got beef? beat your feet Cause my click ain't weak We gotta new logo You seen the platinum piece We goin back to back And wreckin track for track We went from crack to ?? Just to make our stack A TTS Cadillac A crooked braids to the bag A ball fade Escalade Where my Gucci shades at? Me and Slim goin shine We reading Rolex time Ninety-nine gotta mind On the million dollar grind Let my fifth recline Let my top down We smile at the same time And lave the whole world blind Ha Work that thing Twerk it fast Go on about that a** If you wanna make some cash On them things And that's gla** Wood across the dash Lookin good when we pa** Swang and Bang And mash on Don't make this be a song That we whip your a** on What you claim? Then throw it up On a drank, pour it up On a smoke, roll it up Bounce playa, bounce playa Where my soldiers at? Bounce playa, bounce playa Where my soldiers at? Bounce baby, bounce baby Make that a** clap Bounce baby, bounce baby Make that a** clap Bounce playa, bounce playa Where my thugs at? Bounce playa, bounce playa Where my thugs at? Bounce baby, bounce baby Make that a** clap Bounce baby, bounce baby Make that a** clap Ha