Juelz Santana – EZ Work lyrics

[Intro]
(Cashmoneyap)
Easy work
Easy work
Easy work

[Verse 1]
Quick to tell a bitch to pop her booty (Bust it)
We fuck you first night, that don't make you a groupie (Nah)
Another day, another movie (Movie)
I'm hot shit like I took a number two in a jacuzzi (Ooh-wee)
Uh, I'm Casanova, no gun
Hit her with the bah-bah-boom, when we fuck, don't run (Don't run)
What's under that Fashion Nova dress? (Let me see)
You got that wet, well, I'm tryna make a mess (Make a mess)
All money down, that's a bet (Bet, bet)
Only real niggas in my set (In my set)
Free the guys, gotta call collect (Call collect)
They playin' with the money, gotta go collect (Go collect)
Better double count it, better be correct (Be correct)
No bench, but somebody gettin' pressed (Ayy)
Murder, death, kill, we come with that intent (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, triple threat (Triple threat)
All my niggas love to draw, Etch a Sketch (Right)
Extended clip, shoot and kill, it's nothin' left (Right)
That's a promise, not a threat (Not a threat, nigga)
At least you know what to expect (To expect, nigga)
You ain't movin' right, it get you left (Left, nigga)
Don't tolerate no disrespect

[Chorus]
This what I call an easy layup
Your bitch, she wanna lay up
That money pilin' way up (Way up)
That money pilin' way up (Way up)
This what I call an easy layup

[Verse 2]
Don't know why they hatin' me (Nah)
They know I ain't a game, so don't play with me (Don't play with me)
I do this shit for real, ain't no make-believe (Uh-uh)
These niggas feds, yeah, they workin' for the agency (Rats)
I think he mad 'cause his bitch wanna lay with me (Hahaha)
Spend her day with me and have her way with me (That's right)
I know you pussy, so it's nothin' you could say to me (Nothin')
Always got the gang with me, you can't relate to me (Gang, gang)
See, I'm the type of nigga you would pay to be (Yeah)
Quick to bomb on 'em, keep a can of spray with me (Yeah)
Yeah, give me the loot, give me the loot (Give me the loot)
Come through in a coupe missin' the roof (Roof), uh
My niggas get loose, for me, they gon' shoot (Damn, yeah, yeah)
Treat that money like my honey, Winnie the Pooh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I got the drip, I got the juice (Yeah, yeah)
Ballin' on 'em, skip to my lou

[Chorus]
This what I call an easy layup
Your bitch, she wanna lay up
That money pilin' way up
That money pilin' way up
This what I call an easy layup

[Outro]
Easy work
Easy work
Easy work
Easy work