Paroles de la chanson Workin par Saucy Santana
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Paroles de la chanson Workin par Saucy Santana
Y'all gon have to put more in
Bitch I'm drunk(I'm drunk)
I want a country ass nigga in a donk
Bass beatin' down the back of his trunk(Boom boom)
Young nigga wanna eat me up for lunch
Bitch, I ain't wavy, I'm surfin'(mmm)
Ima make him spend a bag on purpose(Ching-ching)
You's a broke boy can't buy a brikin(Ahh)
I got all the bad bitch workin(Oohhh)
Workin', bitch come work it(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin'(Oohhh)
Bitch I'm drunk(I'm drunk)
I want a country ass nigga in a donk
Bass beatin' down the back of his trunk(Boom boom)
Young nigga wanna eat me up for lunch
Bitch, I ain't wavy, I'm surfin'(mmm)
Ima make him spend a bag on purpose(Ching-ching)
You's a broke boy can't buy a brikin(Ahh)
I got all the bad bitch workin(Oohhh)
Workin', bitch come work it(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin'(Oohhh)
Workin', bitch come work it(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin(Oohhh)
Rip a rich nigga outta them Amiri's
I grant a nigga wish like a fairy
Queen of the white toes call me dairy
Why do fool love in love, Halle Berry
Chanel bag with the racks in the middle
Real bitch, we don't talk under pillows
Walk it like I talk it, so a bitch gon' feel her
Face on ten, we don't need no fillers
Bitch I'm drunk
I want a country ass nigga in a donk
Bass beatin' down the back of his trunk
Young nigga wanna eat me up for lunch
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin(Oohhh)
Rip a rich nigga outta them Amiri's
I grant a nigga wish like a fairy
Queen of the white toes call me dairy
Why do fool love in love, Halle Berry
Chanel bag with the racks in the middle
Real bitch, we don't talk under pillows
Walk it like I talk it, so a bitch gon' feel her
Face on ten, we don't need no fillers
Bitch I'm drunk
I want a country ass nigga in a donk
Bass beatin' down the back of his trunk
Young nigga wanna eat me up for lunch
Bitch, I ain't wavy, I'm surfin'
Ima make him spend a bag on purpose
You's a broke boy can't buy a brikin
I got all the bad bitch workin
Workin', bitch come work it(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin'(Oohhh)
Workin', bitch come work it(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin(Oohhh)
Goin' hard in my goyard
Bunch of bad bitches, bunch of black cards
Double R on the seats, roof full of stars
I can teach ya, but I have to charge
Ima make him spend a bag on purpose
You's a broke boy can't buy a brikin
I got all the bad bitch workin
Workin', bitch come work it(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin'(Oohhh)
Workin', bitch come work it(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag, you deserve it(Oohhh)
Fuck a broke nigga you can serve him(Ow)
Gon' and getcha bag keep workin(Oohhh)
Goin' hard in my goyard
Bunch of bad bitches, bunch of black cards
Double R on the seats, roof full of stars
I can teach ya, but I have to charge
Makin' love in my chrome hearts
If he ain't got the bag, I don't want no parts
I ain't fucking with the feds, we don't do the marks
It's the “Mmm” for me, quotation marks(Santana)
Bitch I'm drunk(I'm drunk)
I want a country ass nigga in a donk
Bass beatin' down the back of his trunk(Boom boom)
Young nigga wanna eat me up for lunch
Bitch, I ain't wavy, I'm surfin'(mmm)
Ima make him spend a bag on purpose(Ching-ching)
You's a broke boy can't buy a brikin(Ahh)
I got all the bad bitch workin(Oohhh)
If he ain't got the bag, I don't want no parts
I ain't fucking with the feds, we don't do the marks
It's the “Mmm” for me, quotation marks(Santana)
Bitch I'm drunk(I'm drunk)
I want a country ass nigga in a donk
Bass beatin' down the back of his trunk(Boom boom)
Young nigga wanna eat me up for lunch
Bitch, I ain't wavy, I'm surfin'(mmm)
Ima make him spend a bag on purpose(Ching-ching)
You's a broke boy can't buy a brikin(Ahh)
I got all the bad bitch workin(Oohhh)
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