โหลดเพลง mp3 Make It Work (feat. Wale & Rick Ross) - Rick Ross

"Make It Work"(Featuring Wale & Meek Mill)
I used to want all that sh*t, now I got it
I gotta think of some more sh*t to want, ni**a Oh!
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh*t
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your b**ch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it
I used to really want that hoe until I hit from the back
I started trappin', no hands, tried to get me a pack
I took my talents to South Philly, had to get me a sack
You niggas know you f**k around, Meek Milly gettin' you whacked
I used to want a pound of w**d, I started flippin' that crack
Sellin' that d**e, I went through hell bein' broke
A ni**a called me, say he got it, I say front me in four
And he ain't heard from me since and now he smellin' the smoke
You f**kboy! F**kboy!
Niggas hatin', I'm like what the f**k for?
I'm in the 6, I'm ridin' with a plus 4
She a 10, I f**k her and all her friends, p**sy ni**a
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh*t
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your b**ch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it
Ni**a, so tired of these lame niggas
Keep changin' on you like late winter
Springin' on you for a hoe or somethin'
My coat season and game different
Self made, self made ni**a
Well dressed, well paid ni**a
I daredevil err'day, ni**a
Like Hell's Kitchen and faint vision, oh Lord!
Tell them niggas I'ma need a minute
Undefeated, young sneaker ni**a
Hundred deep, you never see a ni**a
Hennessy in moderation
But my niggas drinkin' like them black ink niggas
Hah, that's cheesy ni**a
Meanin' I cut and leave a ni**a
Get it? That's leavin', ni**a
Scissors, clippers, please forgive me
Real ni**a, hoes around me
Take b**ches, repeat offender
Ho, ho, please don't let me
No, no, Easter pinkin'
I done prayed the rappers get the Actavis
So they can all go back to just sleepin' on me
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh*t
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your b**ch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it
Niggas lookin' at me when I step into the party
It's the 50 millionaire, mothaf**kin' Don Dada
All these niggas on coke, all these b**ches on molly
Half my niggas do both, you better get yourself some money
Catchin' feelings when I pull up in it.... rrrk!
Bad b**ch, she a stripper, now she gettin' spinach
Now follow me, Balenciagas like they're Nikes, ni**a
Fine b**ches in the club, all wifeys, ni**a
Now follow me, back to back, we in the Wraith, dog
Parkin' lot, chicken wings, then we skatin' off
Still headbussin' b**ches, now I break you off
And if a ni**a step to me, I'll break the law
Now follow me, front your boy and I'ma make you work
If I got the b**ch a purse, she had to make it twerk
Ni**a, ridin' through the city, I remain alert
Cause these niggas full of envy and they tend to lurk
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin' that sh*t
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your b**ch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it