Pussy (Freestyle)

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[Chorus] Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy (Yo) Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy (Pussy) Do some work, pussy [Verse 1] Its Crazy Times 2, get ready for the new one This one's banging, come with the cannon Most man know I'm a loose one I've been away for the last four years, bruvs Tell me, what have you done? Nothing! Who have you spun? Nobody, said you serious? Go ahead Jonathan, jog on, do one! I'm back, it's time to get gruesome You're whack, your time's overdue son On my own, I'll tell your whole crew come One 16 will get your whole crew spun On point accurate, spray like a new gun I'll put my hand on my waist Looking for weed, you best believe You're so shook, that was enough to make two run, pussy [Chorus] Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy [Verse 2] Pussy, calm down, don't act like you're bursting I'm on arms, do you know what I'm curling? Dressed in a hood with a stick like Merlin Big 45 have your bredrin twirling 187, straight up earth him This one's wavy, hear how I'm surfing You wanna catch up? Keep on working Wait 'til you done a couple bookings in Berlin Glastonbury, V Festival and a big tour then tell me about merking You don't know me, I move like po And my styles are martial arts, Mervin I'm down like Daniel Brown I'll wrap this back on your head, turban Don't front like you won't get a pounding Rudeboy, I ain't talking about sterling, pussy [Hook] Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy [Verse 3] Alright, that's enough of the name calling 'Cause you'll get air and I ain't all in Don't try and act hard 'cause your mates walked in My man are hard, they brought tings Your mandem are air, just bare talking All night in the dance and they ain't bought drinks Sweated up, dry mouth, looking for links Wagwan for cologne? Have you heard about Lynx? Money talks, bullshit walks I guess that's why fam, your whole crew stinks Get to the dance, cop two bottles Both of them mine, not one of them Pimms Each to their own, that's how we roll We all see food, no lobster or shrimp Shotting in the ends or go to country Money's gotta run, no bath or sink [Hook] Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy Do some work, pussy [Outro: Ghetts] Alright, alright, alright, alright, pussy Yeah, I'm gassed after that one there, trust me
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- Crazy Titch