working on dying & key! - working (ain't no rap) lyrics
[verse 1: key!]
my temper getting shorter
my money getting longer
my b_tches know about each other. they don’t get along
some n_ggas turned they back
move smoking raging pack
i’m on facetime with my chair
i drape her down and f_ck her over there (okay mind your…)
i just took the china bus to get some cheesecake
baby girl, just play that sucka like a sweepstakes
i don’t care what a n_gga for, man he dumb
i don’t care about a n_gga gun, i got a gun
[chorus]
she just wanna twerk
i don’t want no twerk
she just wanna twerk
i don’t want no twerk
b_tch i ain’t a rap n_gga
ain’t a rap n_gga
b_tch i ain’t no rap n_gga
ain’t a rap
[verse 2]
i take evеrything personal
i’m an artist
she want this and that, and i do too (okay)
she f_ckin for free likе rappers do (okay)
police listen, and they eager (okay)
just another bad n_gga like the beaver (okay)
she’s a stone cold like medusa. she’s an eater (okay)
she’s been running her mouth can’t wait to meet her (okay)
what can i do for you?
what can i do for you?
what can i do for you?
what can i do for?
[chorus]
she just wanna twerk
i don’t want no twerk
she just wanna twerk
i don’t want no twerk
b_tch i ain’t a rap n_gga
ain’t a rap n_gga
b_tch i ain’t no rap n_gga
ain’t a rap n_gga
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