Work

[Intro: Nate Poetics]

She knew exactly who I was becoming

Reality of dreams, younger for memories of a still wonder of who I might be

And for her it's hard to stomach what's left behind

And what's to come in the same introduction of a king

Just know everything coming can only give birth to the principle

That by any means I produce wings like eagles

Soar in the highest clouds to let my conscience free

So I can feed ex-girls like sea gulls with bitter egos

And out work Wale's ambitious girls with the tip of my penis

To write stories, a young poetic genius

And I mean this, there's never been a day off

Never been laid off, my own boss and my payoff is to get laid off

Get a break off just to re-hire myself

For the take off Beach House the EP

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla Sign]

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

I give no fucks, I give no damn

I took my bitch straight from her man, from her man

That nigga ain't had much money as I do

That nigga don't know your body like I do

Your friends think I ain't shit, I don't like them either

Them hoes ain't shit, they can't keep no man either

Ain't believing me then but you see me now

Said you'd never trust me again but you believe me now

And now somehow we supposed to fix ya

[Hook]

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]

Baby girl, she 100, my mind right, that's real stuntin'

She in the crowd tryna fly it for me

I fucked around and then went for it

I love that girl so much

I fucked around and paid the rent for her

Feel like I'm the right pimp for her

But we got enough, she ain't gotta work

I give it to her, I got it first

She right here, I ain't gotta search

We in a party

We in a party, I'm amused by how you move yo' body

Baby girl, she more poppin' in the 12 gauge, shotty

She got four shots, we goin' up, I don't need no molly

These hoes fuck with the squad, she ran through the whole posse

Girl, I think about you when I'm in that hotel lobby

I'm coming home to you, yeah, I got work for yo' body

[Hook]

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]

I'm gonna work on it

You gon get this work, girl

I'ma throw these bands

You gon' make it clap with no hands

When her ass down, goddamn

You gon' get this work, girl

Oh, oh, oh

(You gon' get this work, girl)

I'ma throw these bands

You gon' make it clap with no hands

When her ass down, damn

[Hook]

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work

[Bridge]

I used to love these hoes

I used to love these hoes

I used to love these hoes

But now I love this money

I used to love these hoes

I used to love these hoes

But now I love this money

I used to love these hoes

[Verse 4: Twista]

Hoes, I used to have a lot of kind

But when they realize that I gotta grind

I replaced the lies and the thighs and the hotter dimes

With the fuckin' rhymes and the ties and the dollar signs

The symbol of the Caduceus

I full want my mental producers

I'm leaving these haters clueless

When I spit because they missin' what I get because I'm cold

Real niggas listen to the shit that I unfold

I cannot believe that whether they used to be lovin' these hoes

Now that I be on my money, it's funny the way that I govern these hoes

And I be runnin' these hoes, doin' whatever I wanna do with 'em

As long as I be on my paper, 'cause I'm gon' let nothing in front of me after my currency flow

And if we getting the fetty so up

But I throw it away but the bitches don't want

If they talk about me

Your position to fall will be nothing

I'm done wit yo' frontin', just give me yo' dollars, I don't wanna holla

I don't want yo' woman, I want the Apollo

But see for the Benjamins I got my shotta

And Twista love dollars but I admit

[Bridge]

I used to love these hoes

But now I love this money

I used to love these hoes

I used to love these hoes

But now I love this money

I used to love these hoes