E.s.g.

E.s.g. - Work That Thing lyrics

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[Chorus]

Work that thing

Twerk it fast

Go on about that ass

If you wanna make some cash

On them things

And that's glass

Wood across the dash

Lookin good when we pass

Swang and Bang

And mash on

Don't make this be a song

That we whip your ass on

What you claim?

Then throw it up

On a drank, pour it up

On a smoke, roll it up



[Slim Thug]

I'm Don bread

A young hogg, shaking the feds

I was led, to put lead

In these fake, haters head

I'm 100% about my bread

Show a dollar and I'll follow

Ben Franks my role model

So I'm no freestyler

If it's free ain't me

Money talk, shit walk

And since, my time cost

I can't afford to be bought

Cash for everything around me

It's on the ground, you found me

I can't let my people down me

Ain't nothing but stars around me

I had to ball, or stay broke

Get a job, or sell dope

I choose dope

Cause I don't look good in hallowed ropes

I'm trying to shine

I promise I can't get left behind

I keep that money on my mind

At all times

I do what I wanna

Might fly to Daytona

To get in a sauna

If it ain't sticky marijuana

Take it back to the corner

It's your life, ya happy?

Well do what you do

Don't let nobody knock ya hustle fool

Do what you do

Ha.



[Chorus]

Work that thing

Twerk it fast

Go on about that ass

If you wanna make some cash

On them things

And that's glass

Wood across the dash

Lookin good when we pass

Swang and Bang

And mash on

Don't make this be a song

That we whip your ass on

What you claim?

Then throw it up

On a drank, pour it up

On a smoke, roll it up



[ESG]

Now ESG be shinning

Top on recline 

G Riding with a dime piece

Smoking on some pine trees

You can find me

On Giavoni's and Kiss

Now what really turn me on

Is some Tina Thompson lips

Ha, Com-ets flip

We on fire!

Trying to bust 

Like a set of ol' Firestone Tires

Organize the franchise

That was destined to rise

Gotta keep my mind on the prize

I look at my lil' son's eyes

Player, you know, and I know

That we gotta get green

Hit the scene, like Outkast

So fresh, and so clean 

Wanna make a million dollars

Let me spend sixteen

Give me one big machine

And a ???

Candy green, TV screens

We thought of that codine shit

That pinky ring and byzletine

And all that bling, bling shit

This song for rappers, and jackers

Strippers, and brick flippers

Everybody about that money

We goin to representin with ya!



[Chorus]

Work that thing

Twerk it fast

Go on about that ass

If you wanna make some cash

On them things

And that's glass

Wood across the dash

Lookin good when we pass

Swang and Bang

And mash on

Don't make this be a song

That we whip your ass on

What you claim?

Then throw it up

On a drank, pour it up

On a smoke, roll it up



[Slim Thug & ESG]

It's me, the Slim T

And that ESG 

Northside

Southside

Bringing heat to the street

You got beef? beat your feet

Cause my click ain't weak

We gotta new logo

You seen the platinum piece

We goin back to back

And wreckin track for track

We went from crack to ??

Just to make our stack

A TTS Cadillac

A crooked braids to the bag

A ball fade Escalade

Where my Gucci shades at?

Me and Slim goin shine

We reading Rolex time

ninety-nine gotta mind

On the million dollar grind

Let my fifth recline

Let my top down

We smile at the same time

And lave the whole world blind

Ha



[Chorus]

Work that thing

Twerk it fast

Go on about that ass

If you wanna make some cash

On them things

And that's glass

Wood across the dash

Lookin good when we pass

Swang and Bang

And mash on

Don't make this be a song

That we whip your ass on

What you claim?

Then throw it up

On a drank, pour it up

On a smoke, roll it up



Bounce playa, bounce playa

Where my soldiers at?

Bounce playa, bounce playa

Where my soldiers at?

Bounce baby, bounce baby

Make that ass clap

Bounce baby, bounce baby

Make that ass clap

Bounce playa, bounce playa

Where my thugs at?

Bounce playa, bounce playa

Where my thugs at?

Bounce baby, bounce baby

Make that ass clap

Bounce baby, bounce baby

Make that ass clap

Ha
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