g-baby - Work REMIX {REMIX} lyrics

[Intro: G Baby] I gotta f** your wife before this one, because she don't know how to shut the f** up Stand up! [Verse 1: Kiddo Kush] Kiddo, G Baby (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) Gucci down to the co*k, cause it's lactating. (Aye) Just f**ed your girl in the bathroom, that's a baby. (Oh) I don't give a f** if she a YG or a GF She's still a fetus; I'll s** the pee right out of her Yeah, I'll f** anything that walks: if it's a dog But I will not f** a cat, unless it's a pig or a hog Yeah I sizzle that bacon like I sizzle in that p**y f** your girl when I'm on high and I'm smoking that THC Yeah I go in, I go ham, I go ham just like salami Some bologna on your b**h, and I'm going on girl from doggy position. (Yeah) Missionary, cause I'm on a mission for that p**y p**y wet, p**y dry, p**y all the time. (Yeah) Instrumental I'm making beats, smelling that is mental. (Yeah) He's playing "Hide and Seek" with his chromosome sh**, too far. We 'bout to dome. (Blop, Blop) Hit them with that Glock Hit them in the co*k Shoot that b**h so far he Star Trek Lookin' like Spock Yeah, Star Wars I'm goin' in like some Star Wars f** yo' b**h on the set of the movie scene like I'm gettin' in [?] Yeah Strip clubs Call me Gary and Collin Yeah it's cool cause I'm bailin' And I'm wearin' chains like I'm ballin' (Ooh) (Pa** that, pa** that majesty beat over) [Verse 2: G Baby] Put in work like I put it in dirt Put in work like I'm gettin' that purp Put in work Never see me without a shirt (Blop, blop, blop) Shirt, shirt, shirt All I do is hit that Traffic, i like hittin' beats and lickin' p**y Hit that one way street I'm never gonna see this sh** What I'm doin', what I'm doin' I'm just smokin' weed [Kiddo Kush: Yeah (x5). Blop, blop, dice rollin' like I'm 2Pac (Ice)] Drivin' my whip Lick that p**y real good, never see that sh** Big booty, big money, call them maybe babies Baby, baby Hit that p**y like a real n***a (Uh) Gla**es, jacket, shirt Call me, f** ya b**h, purp I'm a perpetrator, never seen a hater Hate on me Cause I never hit the haters back I just shoot 'em, shoot 'em (Blop (x4)) Shoot 'em, shoot 'em in the face Call that homicide Homicide Ride or die Never see me I'm never able to be seen Phoebe Put me on the news, I own that Tell 'em not to show that I'm as famous as Kony 2012 (Damn) Never seen that sh** before Get it like I'm goin' ham (Ooh) in this b**h (Uh) One way street (Uh) Two way street (Uh) Three way street gettin' licks Like I'm hittin' the bando I'm so lit off this beat Yeah, I live off this Swisher And I do this for Miami Heat (Umph, WOOOOO) (Together: WOOOOOOOOOOOO) I'm out Of this b**h [Verse 3: Kiddo Kush] 9/11 that sh** was funny But really though Who's the n***a that thought doin' that sh** was funny? Yeah I see you George Bush Lookin' at me with that bush I see right through them pantyhose I'ma pop a n***a no bush Alright I'll f** a Smurf, I'll f** anything that's blue What's blue? A car? Exhaust pipe I'll do you Yeah, I'll f** you that's Columbine That's the Virginia Tech challenge Is it challenging, or I'ma go in guns blazin' (Blop, blop, blop) Yeah Drop a bomb in that motherf**in' sh** Drop a bomb at the hangout At your function and sh** Yeah, I see all these group moms just waitin' to get this dick Yeah, I see all them group [?] just waitin' to get whipped Cause I got a wife, b**h got me whipped I'm cryin' up in bed, I'm like "How did I get whipped?" So I think about life and I'm like "I'm about to flip it." So I buy a whip from the store AND I WHIP MY b*tch WITH IT! Yeah she's dead, it's cool There's a girl in the group Yeah it was probably the new girl or sum'n, I ate that sh** like soup Yeah Catch me at the soup kitchen f**in' hoes Waitresses and waiters waitin' to f**in' blow my nose That coke, that c**aine-a That's not good Ohp [Together: Giggles] Dude, that was-