[Intro]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
(You know I gotta stack that dough right there)
Yeah, yeah
Ay, they got that beat loud as hell, so
Ay, I can't even help myself
I need to goddamn go up in that work
Yah, yah
I got to do that work, though, you know what I mean?
I know you go, just a little bit
That's how we like to work
Uh, huh?
That's how we get rich, and how we got that money now!

[Chorus]
I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)

I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)

[Verse 1]
I'm here now, and I ain't turnin' back
I done put the dub-deuces on the old-school 'Lac
Got my game and my name from an old-school mack
I ain't change, shit, I'm still spittin' pimpin' on the track
I said I'm here now, 200 grand got my back
And a couple thug niggas from the motherfuckin' trap
I wish a nigga try to [?], we gon' put 'em where they go
He went from standin' on his feet to the Club Crucial floor
I said I'm here now, call every ho you know
'Cause tonight we goin' digital, Hennessy and dro
Shit, the game ain't original and everybody know
Every nigga with a crib think he got a little flow
You need to chill, clown, it ain't all what you think
I hear you talkin' bout them stacks, but I never see your bank
Poppin' bottles, fuckin' models, but you never got a drank
Before you drop a nigga off, you want somethin' on the tank

[Chorus]
I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)

I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)

[Verse 2]
I made the club work, like I got soda in my pocket
When I get up on the stage, the whole club start rockin'
I make the trap work, like my first name Pablo
Pull up on the block, niggas cried around my Tahoe
These hoes work, like my first name Iceberg
Bitches wanna meet me, they can catch me at the concert
These suckas work, spreadin' news like the internet
I'ma put the goonies on your ass like [?]
These labels work, tryin' to put me on the shelf
Bitch, I'm rappin' for the money, not my motherfuckin' health
I make them haters work, 'cause they stay up on my dick
They wanna know about Dro, wanna know about Tip
I make them checks work, like a two-seater Benz
I might be ridin' with a ho but not a whole bunch of friends
I make the police work, and I ain't goin' back to jail
I don't leave the city limits of the ATL

[Chorus]
I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)

I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)

[Bridge]
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work
Work

[Chorus]
I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)

I make these hoes (Work)
I make this trap (Work)
I make them suckas (Work)
I make this hustle (Work)
I make this money (Work)
I make them cars (Work)
I make this Glock (Work)
I make this block (Work)