Young Scooter - Work Lyrics (Feat. Gucci Mane)

Young Scooter – Work Lyrics (Feat. Gucci Mane)

[Hook]
Only thing I know is get them packs in
Don’t ever let a nigga think you need him
Fuck a friend be about your business
Stayin’ ten toes down and gettin’ it
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
When you call a nigga phone and he don’t answer for you
That mean that nigga never gave a fuck about you
You’re in the streets, don’t keep your ID in your wallet
I got like six names, I can be anybody
Early in the morning got the stove rockin’
Everything I do I see somebody watching
Lost everything I had, the future’s said he got me
I turn them free bands to millions of dollars
Made some juugs with Dolph now I’m good in Ohio
Do you like my slick potna blow them packs by you
Hit up my dope phone ain’t working in the gump
So anything you want I got it in the trunk

[Hook]
Only thing I know is get them packs in
Don’t ever let a nigga think you need him
Fuck a friend be about your business
Stayin’ ten toes down and gettin’ it
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

They say crime don’t pay when the crime don’t pay
Get in line, I’m flying in the sun they shine
Stay low, take time and I’m not gonna do time
Ain’t got no time, I’m a rough mine
Don’t ask how, I’m a cash cow
I can’t wait them cause I need ‘em now
So in slack and my pills don’t hang ‘em
I’m in the shootlane like I’m discharge
I got green, I ain’t acting with
I can kill a nigger, I can knock a bitch
And I can’t tell when and why, bitch
But I can tell have a break to a whole birthday
That two part, that old shit
Have a nigger ask where hoes quit
Lose a nigger head for a trophy
Then dump a nigger body by the ocean
Finger a bitch with my trigger finger
Same finger that I roll a blunt with
How the fuck you a hit man
And I paid you, and you ain’t hit shit?
Not a board game, but I really scored
But I made a nigger whole see deep quick
Got a new map with a cooler on it
All you fools got a show on me

[Hook]
Only thing I know is get them packs in
Don’t ever let a nigga think you need him
Fuck a friend be about your business
Stayin’ ten toes down and gettin’ it
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]

You’re in the streets and you ain’t got it
Then you better take it
Every nigga around me is impatient
Down in Miami I know a couple of Haitians
Man got in projects that bring stupid crazy
Before the day over, twenty to the eighty
Remix like a cater, I serve you like a waiter
You on the block with no pack, nigga, I see you later
Got dope all flavors, catch me working daily
All I want is paper, D&G, we made it
Gotta go to work, you can’t be looking crazy
You trap and don’t deserve, if you know how to play it
I had to switch my house, these niggas snitching crazy

[Hook]
Only thing I know is get them packs in
Don’t ever let a nigga think you need him
Fuck a friend be about your business
Stayin’ ten toes down and gettin’ it
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Lyrics to Work by Young Scooter (Feat. Gucci Mane)]