Make It Work For You

[Chorus]

Boy let me show ya how to make that crack

How to spend that money how to make that back

Girl let me show how to hit that strip

How to get that dick don't give back lip (aye)

Go 'head do what you do make it work for ya

Go 'head do what you do make it work for ya

Go 'head do what you do make it work for ya

Go 'head do what you do make it work for ya

Put the coke in the pots whip it over the rocks

Ship it over the blocks it's movin' movin'

I do the damn thang I get a brick, shit

I don't let it sit quick I move the damn thang

I can show you how to mix that shit

How to whip that shit how to twist that wrist

I can show you how to get back more

And the shit that you get back is just as raw

Girl I can show you how to hit that Ave

With that big fat ass and go get that cash

But you know you got to give back half

I'm somethin' like a pimp man go get that cash

Boy I don't play when it comes to money

Guess that's why I'm okay when it comes to money

I got two coups a truck and one four door

I can pick up all my hoes and have a one four org'

[Chorus]

Copped ten sold five then I hide three

Baking soda residue I'm gone with the other two

Fuck a magic stick Jeezy got a magic wrist

David Copperfield on the stove all types of shit

Stack it up like Pringles all type of chips

A-R-fifteen all type of clips

G.A. yeah Atlanta

Dipset Harlem World call Santana

Hit Jim on the hip Cam on the celly

Rico call Ace I get 'em for the R. Kelly

And that's seventeen a chicken I know the Birdman

140th and Lenox I know the birdgang

[Chorus]

Ugh, you can smell it through the wrapper

That's that shit nigga sit it in a pamper

I still got two sittin' in the hamper

I let 'em sit and air out or else you on them dampers

My lil' brother got piff on them campers

We call him the N.O. capo

New Orleans that's what we ride for

We got Cash Money on the table layin' underneath the flo'

Shit it's like I got a pan how I heat the flo'

Aye but I really got a pan when I hit the blow

Shit aye this beat is so

Motherfuckin' G.I. Joe and the hydro

Got me high I can't see where I go

When the rap stop movin' you just follow the coke

When your bitch start choosin' she gon' ride wit a pro

I'm a have that hoe swallowin' coke

Birdman Junior

[Chorus]