Make It Work For You - Juelz Santana, Young Jeezy, Lil Wayne

Boy let me show ya how to make that crack

How to spend that money how to make that back

Girl let me show how to hit that strip

How to get that grip don’t give back lip

Go head do what you do make it work for ya

Put the coke in the pots whip it over the rocks

Ship it over the blocks it’s movin' movin'

I do the damn thang I get a brick, shit

I don’t let it sit quick I move the damn thang

I can show you how to mix that shit

How to whip that shit how to twist that wrist

I can show you how to get back more

And the shit that you get back is just as raw

Girl I can show you how to hit that Ave

With that big fat ass and go get that cash

But you know you got to give back half

I’m somethin' like a pimp man go get that cash

Boy I don’t play when it comes to money

I guess that’s why I’m okay when it comes to money

I got two coups a truck and one four door

I can pick up all my hoes and have a one for all

Boy let me show ya how to make that crack

How to spend that money how to make that back

Girl let me show how to hit that strip

How to get that grip don’t give back lip

Go head do what you do make it work for ya

Copped ten sold five then I hide three

Baking soda residue I’m gone with the other two

Fuck a magic stick Jeezy got a magic wrist

David Copperfield on the stove all types of shit

Stack it up like Pringles all type of chips

AR-15 all type of clips

G.A.

yeah Atlanta

Dipset Harlem World call Santana

Hit Jim on the hip Cam on the celly

Rico call Ace, I get 'em for R. Kelly

That’s seventeen a chicken I know the birdman

140th and Lenox I know the birdgang

Boy let me show ya how to make that crack

How to spend that money how to make that back

Girl let me show how to hit that strip

How to get that grip don’t give back lip

Go head do what you do make it work for ya

Ugh, you can smell it through the wrapper

That’s that shit nigga, sit it in a pamper

I still got two sittin' in the hamper

I let 'em sit and air out, or else you want them damper (Stupid)

My lil brother got piff on the campus (He do)

We call him the N.O.

capo (Yeah)

We all in, this what we ride for (Yeah)

We got Cash Money on the table and underneath the floor

Shit it’s like I got a pan how I heat the flow

Aye but I really got a pan when I heat the blow

Shit, Aye, DVLP this beat is so

Motherfuckin' G.I.

Joe and the hydro

Got me high I can’t see where I go

When the rap stop movin' you just follow the coke

And your bitch start choosin' she wanna ride with a pro

I’mma have that ho swallowin' coke

Birdman Jr

Boy let me show ya how to make that crack

How to spend that money how to make that back

Girl let me show how to hit that strip

How to get that grip don’t give back lip

Go head do what you do make it work for ya