My Timbz Do Work - Smif-N-Wessun, Heltah Skeltah

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work

I was trained by the best of the worst

Call it a bless and a curse

My Smith and Wesson learned to aim it in bursts

I learned death young, believe me it hurts

My sister came in a cradle went away in a hearse

I put family first, you could get enemies with these

Who’s your man at first

Take this more serious than just a verse

Some nigga’s want to life their life, scared to get in the dirt

Can’t afford to pay the price when you’re doing that work

But look holmes, change work before you’re laying in church

Face toward the lord ass to the earth

Because you played tough on the wrong turf

Let’s pray if anything you learnt

When the cards get dealt fake niggas will melt

Stop following fools and believing in jerks

If you a G be a leader nigga, know your worth

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work

I’m a Crisconstruct, black chucka, icey white T at Rucker Getting money,

little tummy, hustling motherfucker

Ain’t no telling where I’ll be while I G

In the Mandalay on fight night or probably

OT with face in

Popping Don P and Remi we hate the taste of Cris

Boy, boy I’ll tell you something you don’t know about me

Nope I can’t do it, probably work for police

And If that’s the case I got somethin' for that ass

Keep stuntin' on my cash

Catch a slug up in your hat

Cheese eater, jail cheater, snitch gone black

DB4D don’t go sign for rats

That’s the reason I lay low, resurrect the yayo

Soldiers on call ready to move when I say so

Seven on the come up but my number is nine

And I bring it back like mike wearing the four five

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work

Yo it’s the low cholesterol, Lipitor taking, never jack faking, egg white,

a little turkey bacon

Nigga, no meat on my cheese

Yeasty bitches use Monistat

Greasy nigga P always pop a gat

Surprise I’m back, smack earth wind and fire out of wack

Nigga you ain’t even got to ask, I ain’t bout it black

You seen home improvement Wilson grill, I’m kinda that

Y’all can’t see me with or without a gat

Ya bitch bastards If you ain’t know when Rockness around

The rest of these clowns can’t eat eggy down

Shit on you bitch niggas

I’m lactose intolerant

Just thinking of your cream and your cheese I gotta shit

I got something for your ass

I was stuntin' on my cash

Run up in ya gun up in ya

What’s fucking with that?

Say what, say what Nigga my timbz do work

You can ask Jesus Christ, I take my timbz to church

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work

I got somethin' for that ass

Stop stuntin' on my cash

Get a slug up in your hat or a boot up in your ass

Say what say what, nigga my timbz do work

Say what say what, I put my timbz to work