Puttin' In Work (feat. David Banner & Lady Ice)

All my trappers again, they put in the work
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
All my trappers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served

Money, money
Money, money

I'm all in, crispy Benjamins
Back to my hustlin', grindin' once again

Singin' flip for it and die for it
Get they wig and they mug split for it
7-Eleven, it's crabs for it
Hoes shake they ass at the club, get sweaty for it
Isn't me, but I love these streets
'Cause all of my money to niggas is tax free
Singin' flow what this hustle brings
At Christmas time when them sleigh bells ring
I like to see the joy that this money brings
When my daughter walks up and say, "Daddy, we got cream"

All my trappers again, they put in the work
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
All my trappers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served

I'm from Jack Town
AKA roll 'em up and serve 'em some shit ass town
Triple R's up on that motherfuckin' black nine
Hundred packs of shit, gotta put 'em on they back, wow

I know y'all niggas get high
Don't serve me sauce, don't serve me shit
Send to these motherfuckin' cuckoos, have all of my money split
We in the game for finer things, man, designer things
In the Queens, you serve coke or you gangbang
My name change to I fuck slapper mothers

Up in Expeditions, chiefin' green and headin' burnin' rubber
She bring me money while y'all bustas is ass lovers

She your girl? She's my undercover ass sucker
Stupid motherfucker

All my trappers again, they put in the work
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
All my trappers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served

Lady Ice, I'm givin' fucks what they do
Most these hoes that's puttin' in work
Shakin' that ass, makin' that cash for what it's worth
Doin' they own thing, grind they own brains, spend they own change
Come up short on caps, you get slapped, so watch them balls swing
Leanin' on the mission to get it the same way hustlers grind
Put in them capers, foldin' them papers, rain, see the sunshine
No deadline, especially for my chicks in the street

Down for they P, standin' behind they hood and heat

Secrets they keep 'cause Big Mike always down for them soldiers
Pushin' them boulders, stackin' that cheese and bein' a shareholder
You can't control a every nigga without a backbone
That be some women doin' plenty, keep this game strong

All my trappers again, they put in the work
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served
All my hustlers again, they put in the work
All my trappers again, they put in the work
'Cause it's all about this money, ain't nothing funny
Shout on my paper, you get served