Work It by MasterClassNYC Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Where that bitch at tell her put that work in
If she want that birkin betta get to twerkin
It go tik tok ticky ticky tok which bad bitch gon come and give me wap
Yea im choosing you know i got them options
Shorty is savage i turn her to a monster
Shit is too good bet i eat like some lobster
Fucking with a fly nigga not them imposters
Yea we got it lit so you know we bend the block up
Niggas want beef they don't wanna get chopped up
Shit is too ill too real get you knocked off
And im too fly wit the mob like Sinatra
Yea i got the bag and you know I got my knots up
Throwing up the money like im throwin up the vodka
Shit ain’t really nothing make it back on the pop up
What the fuck you talkin if you ain't talkin bout us nigga
[Verse 2]
I need bad bitch i need a jt fuck her so good she'll never leave
Make her give me head in the bentley have giving me the codes and security keys
Put it on her make her wanna marry a nigga
I ain’t doing shit gon have to carry a nigga
Im just playin bae you know i got my figures
We could go hard we go tearing up the mall
Plus the club back poppin go and get fit
No mask on the face make a hater sick
She been shaking that ass she been getting thick
Give a fuck about a nigga not a lil bit
I got lori on my arm tik tok she the bomb
Its a bad bitch alert go and ring up the alarm
I be getting at mulatto that the freaky shit im on
We be buying up the bottles by the end of this song
Where that bitch at tell her put that work in
If she want that birkin betta get to twerkin
It go tik tok ticky ticky tok which bad bitch gon come and give me wap
Yea im choosing you know i got them options
Shorty is savage i turn her to a monster
Shit is too good bet i eat like some lobster
Fucking with a fly nigga not them imposters
Yea we got it lit so you know we bend the block up
Niggas want beef they don't wanna get chopped up
Shit is too ill too real get you knocked off
And im too fly wit the mob like Sinatra
Yea i got the bag and you know I got my knots up
Throwing up the money like im throwin up the vodka
Shit ain’t really nothing make it back on the pop up
What the fuck you talkin if you ain't talkin bout us nigga
[Verse 2]
I need bad bitch i need a jt fuck her so good she'll never leave
Make her give me head in the bentley have giving me the codes and security keys
Put it on her make her wanna marry a nigga
I ain’t doing shit gon have to carry a nigga
Im just playin bae you know i got my figures
We could go hard we go tearing up the mall
Plus the club back poppin go and get fit
No mask on the face make a hater sick
She been shaking that ass she been getting thick
Give a fuck about a nigga not a lil bit
I got lori on my arm tik tok she the bomb
Its a bad bitch alert go and ring up the alarm
I be getting at mulatto that the freaky shit im on
We be buying up the bottles by the end of this song