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She gonna work that for her pot of gold She gonna work that for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold Pulling up to the restaurant, we look like a certain kind Young nigga just flexing, hon, your bitch like a leprechaun And I bet she going for the gold medal, shorty is a gold digger I'm in a room full of hoes, we only like four niggas Now drop it low for me, you know you gotta drop it low for me Go ahead and pussy pop it all for me, girl, show me what I'm not supposed to see Can you make it shake, shake like a tortilla, now a nigga coming back like a dope fiend I love it when she twerking, wet t-shirt for the whole team Turn up She gonna work that for her pot of gold She gonna work that for her pot of gold Letras de cancionesShe gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold Gold teeth, gold chain, throw big wheels, wish I had a boat length No nigga, no rope game All my niggas go forward, no soul plane See, I like you, bitches, I like coupes, booths missing I just made her do it for a brick of raw, ate with two bitches Sayonara, drinking sake in a Panamera Shorty got them double Ds, shorty got no underwear I got a pot of gold, gotta go, calico, foul Not gonna dope down, nut the whole crowd You, you, you look back here I got a trick machine like we doing that We gonna roll out the weed in here, man Big ol' double Ds and she lost any Walk around the mansion, got no panties White girls, they white steeze Trade no codeine, dog, I'm in the matrix Well, your boys looking for me for 35, huh Young dog, ball hard, didn't get money Is it the jewels, the track, your bitch really love me Got old school hoes screaming come at me Most of these niggas, they rather be funny Money coming both, can't keep this money Timb man got his hoes on the pole Pop that pussy for a pot full of gold She gonna work that for her pot of gold She gonna work that for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold Shorty work that ass, don't stress, I like the way you fit in that dress She ain't got no draw, that's a guess, you can come to the crib, be my guest Damn, bust it all for a real nigga, and for my lil' nigga And I'mma still hit you 'cause I don't care We can slide to the club, say she in love with a thug Say she try to get drunk and she wanna look good Gonna bust it open for him, show him this loving Say you want that gold, gonna show him what you can do She gonna work that for her pot of gold She gonna work that for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that for her pot of gold She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She on a wet t-shirt contest She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold She gonna twerk that ass, no stress She gonna work that thing for her pot of gold From Letras Mania