Schoolboy Q - Put in Work lyrics

[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q] Uh! And everything be everything Plus a n***a pullin' hoes they on me like they weddin' ring Go and let your titties hang Go and set your p**y free Go and let your booty swing Arch your back and lose your pain Then she be like where he go Probably with my other ho Best believe she bring me more Best believe I need my dough Penthouse on the seventh floor This your house, this my dick This your lip, this your couch Show me what that talk about Go ahead and run your mouth She on one On my pole like track and field she in it for the long run Take your a** up out this world get introduced to stardom Pullin' hoes up off the bench my n***a but you had started them Hmm, and they waist look like we starve 'em Ass hold that baby fat,damn, where they do that at Damn, seen her momma back Damn, now I'm feelin' that Beatin' on that p**y like producers call me battle cat [Hook] Everytime we hit the scene man them b**hes fallin' out Everytime we on the scene man them birds be fallin' out Everytime we hit the scene have them chickens fallin' out Everytime we on the scene man them hoes be fallin' out If you Chevy revvin' clean, then she should put in work If your swagga really clean, then she should put in work If your sneakers really clean, then she should put in work If your temporary clean, then she should put in work You always talk about it [Verse 2: Schoolboy Q] They be like damn, where they do that at Damn, hey who made your hat Damn, hey who did your tat sh** I want my money back Damn, heard you pay the stack Damn, how much for your kicks Damn, I ain't payed for sh** Damn I know that got you pissed Damn, bet I bust your b**h Damn, bet I got some weed I put your ho at ease Cracked her like policies Adopted a cold heart they call me Foster Freeze I can make it snow, brr, you just a breeze n***a please, I'm managed by the bees They love me overseas That's word to Japanese Now I'm coming to America they owe me cheese A bunch of bad broads, bet they pay me fees It's pimpin' ho, you know wha**upper Taxin' you every Friday you Mrs. Tucker Somethin' odd about my hair she treat me like a sewer Think I'm Big Meech, I been Larry Hoover! [Hook] [Verse 3: Schoolboy Q] Uh! We movin' forward we ain't lookin back So I gotta get some sneakers everytime I cop a hat Superstylistic hat, Southern playalistic rap Saw her titties, saw graffiti, read my name, I'm on perhaps And her a** be overlap, out of shape and overfat On the job I'm takin' apps Blew my mind right through my cap I just wanna chill with you You just wanna throw it back So go 'head throw it back, bust it open throw it back Bustin' hoes ain't nothin' Jack Shut your mouth and show your stats Still ain't seen a proven fact Always hear your chitty chat We be stuntin' never frontin' n***a cause they know we on You be stuntin' always frontin' cause I sh** your favorite song You played out like reggaeton, now you mad at me and sh** She said I'm her favorite dick, best believe she savour it You be actin' with them actors straight pretendin' guaranteed She ripped my landing as we toast to new beginnings now that p**y gone [Hook] [Outro] Uh! Uh! And everything be everything Plus I keep the baddest hoes they on me like they wedding ring Go and let your titties hang