Work - A$AP Ferg/A$AP Rocky.mp3

[00:02.97][Intro: A$AP Ferg]
[00:08.88]I gotta close the window before I record
[00:14.40]Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
[00:19.83][Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
[00:30.33]Coogi down to the socks like I'm biggie poppa
[00:34.38]Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers
[00:37.38]But really though, she a silly ho
[00:39.21]Cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough
[00:41.07]She don't get nothin' from a bitch thoug
[00:42.93]All she get is hard dick and some Cheerio
[00:44.79]Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical
[00:46.62]Bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs
[00:48.45]No tint though, on my window
[00:50.28]So you see a bitch shining in the Benz
[00:51.90]Ballin'! (Skkrrrrr!)
[00:52.26]Got me feelin' like Jim Jones
[00:55.92]I'm a pimp though, no limp though
[00:57.63]Couldn't copy my style in Kinkos
[01:00.00]Put in work, run up on a killer then I put him in the dirt
[01:03.03]Run up in the buildin', semi gon' squirt
[01:04.74]That's what a bitch get when they getting on my nerve
[01:06.63]I ain't lyin' - lay 'em on the curb
[01:08.61]Riding on a killer who be coming at Ferg!
[01:10.14]Damnnnnnnnn!!!
[01:10.32]Girl you twerk, twerk that kitty girl make it purr
[01:15.03]Put in work, Flacko put 'em in the dirt
[01:17.79]French got the shovel he gon' put him in the earth
[01:19.38]Trinidad maniac with a all gold hearse
[01:21.51]Yeah, uh, put in work
[01:23.22]Schoolboy Q with a pound of the purp
[01:25.14]So much work he'll smoke up the Earth
[01:27.00]Polo Ground, A$AP World
[01:28.26][Verse 2: French Montana]
[01:31.14](Haaan!) That ain't Kanye, that's Montana
[01:35.22]Loose cannon, he shot me so I had to do it
[01:40.65]Put him in the dirt, put him in it first
[01:44.10]I just sold a swammy with ten hommies on it
[01:47.55]Her ass fat, you could park ten Tahoes on it
[01:51.48]When they mask up, comin' for your ice
[01:55.17]When they bare-faced, they comin for your life
[01:58.92]Baby don't pray for me pray for the weak
[02:02.73]I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep
[02:06.54]Illuminati? I'm from the streets
[02:09.93]Never sold my body, we takin' bodies
[02:13.98][Hook]
[02:14.13]Put in work, put in work
[02:17.73]Put in work, put 'em in the dirt
[02:20.40][Verse 3: Trinidad James]
[02:21.21]Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand
[02:24.63]They don't ask no questions, bitch, all they do is bang bang ban
[02:30.63]They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang bang
[02:34.62]I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya
[02:38.85]I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm your brother
[02:43.08]I know a bitch from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my partne
[02:46.56]You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's your problem
[02:50.40]I **** with Asian niggas And I **** with Migos
[02:53.82]I **** with Haitian niggas, all they speak is Creole
[02:57.21]I said all I speak is real, y'all niggas might hate me but
[03:01.11]That don't get no deal, I said no that don't get no deal
[03:04.65]I just now got my deal, but I been gettin' this money
[03:08.31]No green card in this struggle, immigration give you nothing
[03:11.76][Hook]
[03:12.63]But work (Put it in work)
[03:13.59]Work (Put it in work)
[03:15.42]Work (Put it in work)
[03:18.87][Verse 4: Schoolboy Q]
[03:19.56]Yawk, Yawk, Yawk, Yawk!
[03:19.92]A lotta niggas died, should've been from Hoover Street
[03:23.31]No I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week
[03:26.94]Pimpin' like I'm 33, move keys like I'm 36
[03:30.69]Ship O's like I'm 28, Tacoma know I'm pushin' weight
[03:34.41]O-X-Y I'm in your state, eatin' off your dinner plate
[03:37.98]My heart live where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape
[03:42.15]Bitches throwin' ass back and forth, they on my dick
[03:45.45]Passion drippin' off her lip, she say she never had a crip
[03:50.07]Uh, put in work, all big booties make ya twerk
[03:52.77]All big titties lift your shirt, show a player what you're worth
[03:57.00]Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in front the Church
[04:00.24]Deacon said I did my shit, the pastor said, 'That nigga turnt'
[04:03.84]Pop my collar on my shirt, make these bitches go berserk
[04:07.44]Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs
[04:11.19]Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your backseat to a hearse
[04:14.88]Back to the lab with mother Earth, had to give Young Ferg a verse
[04:18.36][Verse 5: A$AP Rocky]
[04:19.02]A lot of homies cried, due to crimes, homicide
[04:22.41]Drivin' by, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine
[04:26.13]Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
[04:29.73]Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
[04:32.19]You want that pretty Flacko? Ratchets, designer jackets
[04:33.36]The same niggas who jack it be the first who claim we faggots
[04:34.71]My bitch is a movie actress, side bitch won a beauty pageant
[04:36.09]Got a chick that worked at Magic, but I'm so damn fine make a nigga look average
[04:37.98]See my daddy in heaven, right next to Ferg's
[04:39.15]You know what's up I'm throwin' bucks
[04:39.90]Loaded Lux, put in work