Rick Ross - Work (Remix) lyrics

I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh** Like oh Lord, oh Lord! She ridin' waves, I tell your b**h to surfboard Surfboard, surfboard She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it I used to really want that hoe until I hit from the back I started trappin', no hands, tried to get me a pack I took my talents to South Philly, had to get me a sack You n***as know you f** around, Meek Milly gettin' you whacked I used to want a pound of weed, I started flippin' that crack Sellin' that dope, I went through hell bein' broke A n***a called me, say he got it, I say front me in four And he ain't heard from me since and now he smellin' the smoke You f**boy! f**boy! n***as hatin', I'm like what the f** for? I'm in the 6, I'm ridin' with a plus 4 She a 10, I f** her and all her friends, p**y n***a I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh** Like oh Lord, oh Lord! She ridin' waves, I tell your b**h to surfboard Surfboard, surfboard She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it n***a, so tired of these lame n***as Keep changin' on you like late winter Springin' on you for a hoe or somethin' My coat season and game different Self made, self made n***a Well dressed, well paid n***a I daredevil err'day, n***a Like Hell's Kitchen and faint vision, oh Lord! Tell them n***as I'ma need a minute Undefeated, young sneaker n***a Hundred deep, you never see a n***a Hennessy in moderation But my n***as drinkin' like them black ink n***as Hah, that's cheesy n***a Meanin' I cut and leave a n***a Get it? That's leavin', n***a Scissors, clippers, please forgive me Real n***a, hoes around me Take b**hes, repeat offender Ho, ho, please don't let me No, no, Easter pinkin' I done prayed the rappers get the Actavis So they can all go back to just sleepin' on me I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh** Like oh Lord, oh Lord! She ridin' waves, I tell your b**h to surfboard Surfboard, surfboard She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it n***as lookin' at me when I step into the party It's the 50 millionaire, mothaf**in' Don Dada All these n***as on coke, all these b**hes on molly Half my n***as do both, you better get yourself some money Catchin' feelings when I pull up in it rrrk! Bad b**h, she a stripper, now she gettin' spinach Now follow me, Balenciagas like they're Nikes, n***a Fine b**hes in the club, all wifeys, n***a Now follow me, back to back, we in the Wraith, dog Parkin' lot, chicken wings, then we skatin' off Still headbussin' b**hes, now I break you off And if a n***a step to me, I'll break the law Now follow me, front your boy and I'ma make you work If I got the b**h a purse, she had to make it twerk n***a, ridin' through the city, I remain alert Cause these n***as full of envy and they tend to lurk I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh** Like oh Lord, oh Lord! She ridin' waves, I tell your b**h to surfboard Surfboard, surfboard She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it