1999 (feat. Dylo)
Sapp Daddy
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C'mon, c'mon You know that this shit gotta work, gotta work This shit gotta work, let's go work, let's go work I wanna go get it You don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine I done took the work and gripped that shit like 99 times I done recounted my money, look like 55 times All these niggas say they tough as rock, these niggas dropping dimes You don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine I done took the work and gripped that shit like 99 times I done recounted my money, look like 55 times All these niggas say they tough as rock, these niggas dropping dimes Yo, them birds come from Florida, whenever they flying In my trap house, poured it on them J's, then they lying On the block, I got them 42's, still working 9 to 5 Take my pant, I'ma shoot them down, sap ain't never lie These niggas lunch, chicken pot pies, make the chopper fry Big Mac for a small fry, beat the pussy drop For respect, I won't cross lines, you gotta just drive Disrespect, nines, mama crying, had them bullets flying I just go to touchdown, yeah, I'm thinking it's mad Number 99 on my back like 1999 We got cheese, we don't f*ck with rats 12 on your trail, boy, you need to go on up your stack She a trick for a big bag Sell a pussycat, can't get into that Naw, baby, I ain't into that, lil' nigga, relax Smith & Wilson, I just napped, head in your lap In these streets they know I'm psycho, don't make me react You don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine I done took the work and gripped that shit like 99 times I done recounted my money, what, like 55 times All these niggas said they tough, was wrong These niggas dropping dimes You don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine I done took the work and gripped that shit like 99 times I done recounted my money, what, like 55 times All these niggas said they tough, was wrong These niggas dropping dimes I been thug like I'm Bong, shit is nice and 99 I been switching through that pie, I'm addicted to the grind Nigga playing with that line, it's gon' be a conifine And the feds still watching like it's Amazon Prime Bitch, bitch, I'm in control, and my neck gon' kill Yeah, I'm cold, bitch, go get your clothes, why you naked still Must've popped a pill, bitch, I popped a pill Had to get that fucking mouth for real, I'm an alpha male I be jugging, bitch, without the scale, I'm dripping, so for real You ain't heard, I'm a boss for real, I get you all for real I'm too sad, he just get the sack, I'ma run it back Ayy, money flat, nigga, where is that? That'll get you whacked Ayy, that's a bet, I was in a vet, I was with a vet And she thick, I just rubbed her neck, we ain't got a chance I'm too sad, if he get the sack, I'ma run it back I'm money flat, nigga, where is that? That'll get you whacked You don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine I done took the work and gripped that shit like 99 times I done recounted my money, what, like 55 times All these niggas said they tough, was wrong These niggas dropping dimes You don't work, you don't eat, you don't grind, you don't shine I done took the work and gripped that shit like 99 times I done recounted my money, what, like 55 times All these niggas said they tough, was wrong These niggas dropping dimes Thanks for watching
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