F*ck is you gon' slime me out if we gon' slime him first
You be talkin' behind the curtain
But in real life do the worst
Bitch got french tips, get her hair did Designer purse
Movin' restless
I can't sleep without my purple syrup
I got pieces, Mr. put it on
Got shit you ain't even heard of
I got cliental for murder
Buy the sell, don't burn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
How the f*ck you went and did it
You cap like a fitted
He leakin' some blood like the end of a sentence
How you went did it I
How you went did it, I did it again
Imma keep Smithin' I came Wesson
How am I gon' give a f*ck bout your man
Taking your bitch and we sneaking her in
I'm up in this bitch like a fetus
Get kicked to the curb, not talkin' FIFA
She been knew the word, she finna get f*cked
That shit hot trash, better give up
Fine shit she bad, turn to a slut
I've been down bad but been in the front
My slut, my cup, I'm filling em' up
She feeling me up
Tryna show me different sides that I ain't ever seen before
Can you believe it tho
We at the top of the building, the ceiling float
I might pop out and I come to your city hoe
Spinnin' that block like a circle, no Cheerio
Grab on my glock and he ask if it really over
F*ck a python, I might go cobra
With a cold shoulder, with a chip on it
I hit it, quit it, I slime the bitch
F*ck is you gon' slime me out if we gon' slime him first
You be talkin' behind the curtain
But in real life do the worst
Bitch got french tips, get her hair did Designer purse
Movin' restless
I can't sleep without my purple syrup
I got pieces, Mr. put it on
Got shit you ain't even heard of
I got cliental for murder
Buy the sell, don't burn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
SRG Python - Dirty Work Lyrics
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F*ck is you gon' slime me out if we gon' slime him first
You be talkin' behind the curtain
But in real life do the worst
Bitch got french tips, get her hair did Designer purse
Movin' restless
I can't sleep without my purple syrup
I got pieces, Mr. put it on
Got shit you ain't even heard of
I got cliental for murder
Buy the sell, don't burn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
How the f*ck you went and did it
You cap like a fitted
He leakin' some blood like the end of a sentence
How you went did it I
How you went did it, I did it again
Imma keep Smithin' I came Wesson
How am I gon' give a f*ck bout your man
Taking your bitch and we sneaking her in
I'm up in this bitch like a fetus
Get kicked to the curb, not talkin' FIFA
She been knew the word, she finna get f*cked
That shit hot trash, better give up
Fine shit she bad, turn to a slut
I've been down bad but been in the front
My slut, my cup, I'm filling em' up
She feeling me up
Tryna show me different sides that I ain't ever seen before
Can you believe it tho
We at the top of the building, the ceiling float
I might pop out and I come to your city hoe
Spinnin' that block like a circle, no Cheerio
Grab on my glock and he ask if it really over
F*ck a python, I might go cobra
With a cold shoulder, with a chip on it
I hit it, quit it, I slime the bitch
F*ck is you gon' slime me out if we gon' slime him first
You be talkin' behind the curtain
But in real life do the worst
Bitch got french tips, get her hair did Designer purse
Movin' restless
I can't sleep without my purple syrup
I got pieces, Mr. put it on
Got shit you ain't even heard of
I got cliental for murder
Buy the sell, don't burn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
You be talkin' behind the curtain
But in real life do the worst
Bitch got french tips, get her hair did Designer purse
Movin' restless
I can't sleep without my purple syrup
I got pieces, Mr. put it on
Got shit you ain't even heard of
I got cliental for murder
Buy the sell, don't burn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
How the f*ck you went and did it
You cap like a fitted
He leakin' some blood like the end of a sentence
How you went did it I
How you went did it, I did it again
Imma keep Smithin' I came Wesson
How am I gon' give a f*ck bout your man
Taking your bitch and we sneaking her in
I'm up in this bitch like a fetus
Get kicked to the curb, not talkin' FIFA
She been knew the word, she finna get f*cked
That shit hot trash, better give up
Fine shit she bad, turn to a slut
I've been down bad but been in the front
My slut, my cup, I'm filling em' up
She feeling me up
Tryna show me different sides that I ain't ever seen before
Can you believe it tho
We at the top of the building, the ceiling float
I might pop out and I come to your city hoe
Spinnin' that block like a circle, no Cheerio
Grab on my glock and he ask if it really over
F*ck a python, I might go cobra
With a cold shoulder, with a chip on it
I hit it, quit it, I slime the bitch
F*ck is you gon' slime me out if we gon' slime him first
You be talkin' behind the curtain
But in real life do the worst
Bitch got french tips, get her hair did Designer purse
Movin' restless
I can't sleep without my purple syrup
I got pieces, Mr. put it on
Got shit you ain't even heard of
I got cliental for murder
Buy the sell, don't burn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
How the hell he did it
How the hell he earn it
Writer: Pierceton H
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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