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DJ Suss One - That Work lyrics

Artist: DJ Suss One

album: That Work


New York City
D.J Source.1
I told ya'all I wasn't playing around this year baby
Does that work
C'mon
(Empire)
Source.1 waddup
It's your boy Mr A's no gap
And this my a's
The feature presentation
If you broke
Stay the fuck away from me
I don't want y'all hating on me cause
I getting money
You ain't gat no hustle
You ain't get no cash (I get money)
If I think it's gaining on me
I'mma park your broke ass
I'm vulture
This is a warning
I'm prepared for war
6 in the morning
Mark and let low
Don't sanction me
If it ain't a 9 on 10
I ain't just playing the play
I'm playing to win
I'm a Gee nigga
You know how the game go
I ain't passing my money
So I see that goal gain go
I deal money
And fuck with the bitches
And stay away from niggas who bark like bitches
I get high but I don't smoke that bullshit
I smoke that high equal enough of all bullshit
Never paranoid
My fifth got a full creed
Blowing nigga head over overthinking is a bullshit
You know that I do release five bottles
That's delusory
Puff thick till I'm delusional
Sense of living in
My escalator's on 28 in average, beautiful
Way that I use to put so much face
I can make a musical
I'm hell a nice
Way hell a ice
I'm too good for you
But if you tryna try me
Why don't be surprise I'd chill with you
(True)
My bitch bad like you this too
I'm done me
You just mad you can't do it too
Who with you?
Nobody, you are nobody's
Listen I kick their ass like I knew karate
Fresh, young, we know nobody like a touch sun
My new album top son
You can ask Source.1
My wheel cost like a kodak nail clawsome
Plus I put the kodak nail in my son's trust fund
Plus I'm young
I don't wanna die
I gat money, respect and power like 105
(Yeah) I ain't hard
I'm softer than my sister's teddy
I ain't got a chase at winning
I should quit already
Damn! I ain't got a shot like I'm missing any
That's what competitors say
When they gotta spit against me
Meet the new kid on the block son
You just tryna be top 10 I was nominated top one
I'm on a run like hustler's winning carts come
Poof crack when your customer's come in caps on
Move back in the space I'm a big boy
I'm the champ, who thought the beats can't beat Floyd
You can shoot them, you can smoke, you can sniff Royce
At least your boy I woulda bang like fifth noise
I ain't here to play games, I'm here to take over
Still being the jet, jeez do this in a clear soda
In the club with the broad, Plus.1
I ain't ever scared, this nigga suspect, Source.1
Yeah
Me and source.1 lean on
I'm rich, bold and black put the vid on
Your favorite rap album put a grid on
Car want me to go park, I went straight on
Fresh gain, thousand dollars jeans on
Call me young, hale green, bitch lean on
A nigga's so cool when they need on
Can a heavy chain look like a pin on
Gat the hottest nigga on track
Somebody call source.1 tell him bring it back
Bring it back (bring it back) bring it back
I mean that good ride (good ride)
Money stack (money stack)
Like my nuke size (nuke size)
I'm the real, but the street saw my back in the album
On the way with a bitch on my lap
(On my lap)
Big case (big case)
Rain on (rain on)
He was brave (waaahh)
Tsunami wave on
V.A
V.O
Super violence and drugs only
Just to carry a pair of shell and slug hommie
Dark nods oh like nah Lord
You ain't up Roddy
Roddy car goes are patch up
The fuel only (boom)
Keep that fire like they set the lava
Why ask I get asked
Ma like they nev'r realized it
Bumblebee V black ripped on a yellow muzzer
15 b'fore the nuggets came with their yellow pastraw (huh)
Still I bang on with the same squad
Kowtow errors ain't too deep
You ain't God
Bar for bar, over a knee, a straight yard
ATM the gang, my word play is a bank card
Huh, thank God first for success
Source check it
One verse a done record
Oh come naked two boobs a fuck session
You don't give up (huh huh)
They tryna touch precious
Huh!
Yo Reapers I told these niggas baby
D.J Source.1
The featured presentation
You already know what It is New York City
I got this
And this is just a comic attraction
You daring the men
Tell these niggas
I ain't playing around this year baby
Stay tuned motherfuckers
(If you don't fuck with evil empire)
(Well then)
(You're just a bitch ass freak)

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