Lyrics QUE. – Woodworks
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Yeah…
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Bitches comin’ out the woodworks
Nigga comin out the woodworks
When I started gettin’ money, bitch it came out the woodworks
Thousand dollar shoes and all they do is make my foot hurt
I’on condone no stealing make ’em strip when they cook work
I’m just like the street for you cross me you better look first
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Uh, I’m the type of nigga that’ll pat a bitch down fo’ she come to my house
Fuck around and get your lil ass passed out just for runnin’ yo mouth
Make a bitch strip ass naked if I give a bitch a privilege just to sack up my ounce
Every time I pop xany and I end up somewhere blackin’ out
Ooi fuckin’ on that bitch raw
Some bitch on my dick saw
Boy ya whole clique soft
Real shit, he a bitch, you a bitch, and he a bitch too
Bitch a run a 4 6 flat and if some kid call
I’m slick dawg, if ya cop something from me bitch ya get ripped off
Hit 4 5ths, no kick when it spit, bet it burn ya lips off
This a M6 stickshift boi watch how a nigga drift off (skrrt)
Got yo bitch with me on a Xani and a Patty finna get slipped off
Imma big dog who spit ball nigga, 2 hoes trynna jump me they don’t know tip off
When I started gettin’ money, bitch it came out the woodworks
Thousand dollar shoes and all they do is make my foot hurt
I’on condone no stealing make ’em strip when they cook work
I’m just like the street for you cross me you better look first
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Fuckin’ on yo bitch from the back on the skywall
Rich nigga I pull up in a flyinsaucer
Imma keep ballin on niggas like Ty Lawson
Shootin’ a 40 feel like I’m shootin’ a
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Catch an assist with ya bitch I don’t do no hoggin’
Dead Fred, like I just hopped out of a coffin
Pull up on a nigga yelling ‘»take him the chopper»
You what hear (pew pew pew pew) No talkin’
Pocket filled up with them honeybuns
(Hold on, I’ll be right back, «aight»), I’m on a money run
Keep the 40 right there by my pillow
Kush same color as the relish
I got more hoes then Juevo
Started getting money bitch it came right outta nowhere
Ballin on these niggas like hold it I ain’t got no hair
Louis with the spikes on ’em, I just bought me 4 pair
Dreaded up, I’m flowing through some
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Fucked yo bitch for so long my dick got pale on her
When I started gettin’ money, bitch it came out the woodworks
Thousand dollar shoes and all they do is make my foot hurt
I’on condone no stealing make ’em strip when they cook work
I’m just like the street for you cross me you better look first
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
Killas comin’ out the woodworks
Niggas comin’ out the woodworks
