Make It Work (feat. Wale & Rick Ross)

I used to want all that shit, now I got it

I gotta think of some more shit to want, ****

Oh

I used to want a quarter bird till I got me a brick

I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz

I used to really want that ho until she hopped on my dick

You **** said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit

Like oh, Lord, oh, Lord

She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard

Surfboard, surfboard

She want the money, tell that ho to work for it

I used to really want that ho 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 **** know you fuck around, Meek Milly gettin' you whacked

I used to want a pound of weed, I started flippin' that crack

Sellin' that dope, I went through hell bein' broke

A **** called me, say he got it, I say front me a four

And he ain't heard from me since and now he smellin' the smoke

You fuckboy, fuckboy

**** hatin', I'm like what the fuck for?

I'm in the six, I'm ridin' with a plus four

She a ten, I fuck her and all her friends, pussy ****

I used to want a quarter bird till I got me a brick

I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz

I used to really want that ho until she hopped on my dick

You **** said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit

Like oh, Lord, oh, Lord

She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard

Surfboard, surfboard

She want the money, tell that ho to work for it

****, so tired of these lame ****

Keep changin' on you like late winter

Springin' on you for a ho or somethin'

My coat season and game different

Self made, self made ****

Well dressed, well paid ****

I daredevil every day, ****

Like Hell's Kitchen and faint vision, oh, Lord

Tell them **** I'ma need a minute

Undefeated, young sneaker ****

Hunnid deep, you never see a ****

Hennessy in moderation

But my **** drinkin' like them Black Ink ****

Ha, Dutch Caesar ****, meanin' I cut and leave a ****

Get it, Dutch leaf a ****, scissors, clippers, please forgive me

Real ****, hoes around me

Take bitches, repeat offender

Ho, ho, please don't let me

No, no, Easter pickin'

I done prayed the rappers get the Actavis

So they could all go back to just sleepin' on me

I used to want a quarter bird till I got me a brick

I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz

I used to really want that ho until she hopped on my dick

You **** said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit

Like oh, Lord, oh, Lord

She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard

Surfboard, surfboard (Double M-D-C)

She want the money, tell that ho to work for it (Raise hell)

**** lookin' at me when I step into the party

It's the fifty millionaire motherfuckin' Don Dada

All my **** on coke, all these bitches on molly

Half my **** do both, you better get yourself some money

Catchin' feelings when I pull up in it

Bad bitch, she a stripper, now she gettin' spinach

Now follow me, Balenciaga's like they're Nike's, ****

Fine bitches in the club, all wifeys, ****

Now follow me, back to back, we in the Wraith, dawg

Parking lot, chicken wings, then we skatin' off

Still head bustin' bitches, now I break you off

And if 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 bitch a purse she had to make it twerk

**** ridin' through the city, I remain alert

'Cause these **** full of envy and they tend to lurk

I used to want a quarter bird till I got me a brick

I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz

I used to really want that ho until she hopped on my dick

You **** said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit

Like oh, Lord, oh, Lord

She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard

Surfboard, surfboard

She want the money, tell that ho to work for it