Famous Dex – Work lyrics

B****, uh-huh
Know what I’m talking ’bout?
If you ain’t pulling out that m************ double-R truck
Or a Lam’ truck, I don’t talk to you n*****, y’all n***** broke
(Local Trash)
Dexter, yeah, ha, yeah, ooh
Huh, I’m talking ’bout
Ayo, ayy, Chelsea, roll me some weed, know what I’m saying?
Yeah, roll me something
(Oh-man-g******)
Ha, yeah

I got, I got dough, remember days kicking in the door
Selling shows, now I’m selling out a f****** show
That’s your b****, oh, why she in my front row?
Taking pictures while I’m taking off my clothes

Baby wanna s*** me, putting coke up, up her nose
Ooh, wait, huh, I might just hop in the Wraith
I got a b****, she lick it so good
Huh, I might just bust on her face
I got a gun, it’s looking so good, ooh
I got an extra K
Bando with me, know he good, huh
He gon’ spray the place, huh, for sure
Huh, wait, huh, on go
Huh, that b**** look good, she gold
She s****** my d*** on, ooh, wait, huh
S****** my d*** on my tippy-toes
Let’s go, huh, ooh, hot riding the beach
Looking at me, I’m sipping on peach Wock’, ooh, it’s all on me

Huh, what
You know what I’m saying? And my real name is Dexter too
Like, I be saying what—
I really don’t even what I be saying, I just be saying s***
Hey Maddie, hey Chelsea, what’s going on? Y’all doing y’all doing
(Oh-man-g******)

I got, I got dough, remember days kicking in the door
Selling shows, now I’m selling out a f****** show
That’s your b****, oh, why she in my front row?
Taking pictures while I’m taking off my clothes

Ooh, ha, huh, baby wanna f*** me, huh, ooh
Baby can’t f*** me, you ain’t got no buddies, ooh
I got the money, it’s on me
Ha, ooh, you n***** so phony, what?
Run up on me, you know what’s on me
Huh, that Draco, it’s on me, huh, ooh
Ooh, huh, pop me a Perc’ now I eat, huh
N***** be lame, you talking so much
You n***** be gossiping like b******
Wait, huh, ooh, tuh, y’all gon’ get hit with the stick, uh
Yeah, huh, ooh, huh, y’all gon’ get hit with the stick, huh, b****
Yeah, I’m not lacking, lurking, huh, ooh
Pull on your block with magic s***, you think we Persian, huh, ooh
We got them sticks, huh, ooh
We got the blicks, huh
Run up on me, you get hit, oh, ha
You know I’m the s***, ooh (Oh-man-g******)
My name is Dexter, I do whatever
Might [?] Margielas
Stupid lil’ queens, they do what I tell ’em
I want the money, yeah, I want it forever
Huh, tuh, yeah, huh, and you know it’s me, ha
Dexter want what? Tuh, I wanna be on TV, b****

You know what I’m saying?
I coulda, I coulda, umm
I coulda kept rap— I coulda kept rapping on this, know what I’m saying?
But, I just wanna put my hook on this s*** (Let’s go)