Puttin' In Work (feat. David Banner & Lady Ice)

All my trappers again, they put in the work

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

All my trappers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served

Money, money

Money, money

I'm all in, crispy Benjamins

Back to my hustlin', grindin' once again

Singin' flip for it and die for it

Get they wig and they mug split for it

7-Eleven, it's crabs for it

Hoes shake they ass at the club, get sweaty for it

Isn't me, but I love these streets

'Cause all of my money to niggas is tax free

Singin' flow what this hustle brings

At Christmas time when them sleigh bells ring

I like to see the joy that this money brings

When my daughter walks up and say, "Daddy, we got cream"

All my trappers again, they put in the work

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

All my trappers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served

I'm from Jack Town

AKA roll 'em up and serve 'em some shit ass town

Triple R's up on that motherfuckin' black nine

Hundred packs of shit, gotta put 'em on they back, wow

I know y'all niggas get high

Don't serve me sauce, don't serve me shit

Send to these motherfuckin' cuckoos, have all of my money split

We in the game for finer things, man, designer things

In the Queens, you serve coke or you gangbang

My name change to I fuck slapper mothers

Up in Expeditions, chiefin' green and headin' burnin' rubber

She bring me money while y'all bustas is ass lovers

She your girl? She's my undercover ass sucker

Stupid motherfucker

All my trappers again, they put in the work

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

All my trappers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served

Lady Ice, I'm givin' fucks what they do

Most these hoes that's puttin' in work

Shakin' that ass, makin' that cash for what it's worth

Doin' they own thing, grind they own brains, spend they own change

Come up short on caps, you get slapped, so watch them balls swing

Leanin' on the mission to get it the same way hustlers grind

Put in them capers, foldin' them papers, rain, see the sunshine

No deadline, especially for my chicks in the street

Down for they P, standin' behind they hood and heat

Secrets they keep 'cause Big Mike always down for them soldiers

Pushin' them boulders, stackin' that cheese and bein' a shareholder

You can't control a every nigga without a backbone

That be some women doin' plenty, keep this game strong

All my trappers again, they put in the work

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served

All my hustlers again, they put in the work

All my trappers again, they put in the work

'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny

Shout on my paper, you get served