BandGang Lonnie Bands - Leg Work lyrics

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BandGang Lonnie Bands - Leg Work lyrics

[Verse: BangGang Lonnie Bands] Pill dust on me, n***a they can smell me Ain't find sh** Mad as hell, they can't jail me Forgot to count the 30s, f** around being lazy Shorten me three pills, little n***a tried to play me n***a this ain't Cali, I need 50 for this eightphy AR on me, water whipping like the navy My daughter that's my everything My heart, that's my baby All this pain, been getting to high lately I just came from the dead, I'm awaken I love when that work hit the road, but I hate waiting Grind it up, you wired, looking for that easy waste Still hustling hard, and I can sign a deal any day I gotta go extra for my brothers in the fight cases And I'm a keep busting nuts on these pretty faces They hate on my position, you should see they faces Me and you are not the same, we in different places [Hook] Elevations on the plane, make my head hurt My feet swollen, n***a putting in that leg work f** that hoe later, n***a get that bread first Before you stick your dick in her, get the head first Aye Yo sh** declining, you got dead work n***a Boy you a worker, that's your mans work Feet swollen, putting in leg work f** that hoe later, get that bread first [Verse: Sada Baby] I'm off them d** b**h Yeah A whole lot, got the stove hot, you can't kook it up with kold pots n***a so what These young n***as think they so tough They don't no nothing, till I pull with the pole busting I got kold kuts, yall be f**ing round with kold s*uts Make em hold up, they say Skuba Steve say hold up Good .44 tuck I'm poled up I switch my hoes up Don't share no clothes, Naw Kash out Get them bows off If you showing off Choppas on me, get the going off Yo head, I blow it off Choppa turn beef to stroganoff Can't hold them off My young n***as tryna go up top He gone get him got That tough act gone get him shot Hit him with the rocks Skuba skip the melo with the Glock Give him 50 shots Infared looking like chicken pots Hit him with the holo That b**h a** just like a baby bottle Shoot at everybody f** them n***as Take the air bottle [Hook] Elevations on the plane, make my head hurt My feet swollen, n***a putting in that leg work f** that hoe later, n***a get that bread first Before you stick your dick in her, get the head first Aye Yo sh** declining, you got dead work n***a Boy you a worker, that's your mans work Feet swollen, putting in leg work f** that hoe later, get that bread first

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