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I don't ever get no rest (no rest)

Workin', I ain't even got a desk (uh-huh)

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Playin' out field like the Mets (play ball)

Don't tolerate no disrespect (no way)

Gotta top good drink with X (X)

Nigga, I don't ever get no rest, ayy



Watchin' my toddler, while he watchin' TV

All money in, money counter for a hundred

When I'm outside, you can't even see me

All the things you did, lil' nigga, I done done it

All we know is f*ck the hoes and get the money (get the money)

She want me f*ck her four times, pop a honey (pop a honey)

Work her out, make a bitch do lunges (work her out)

I've been drownin' in this water like plunges

We at the top of the T-O-P

Money could climb up to G-O-D

You can never reach my P-O-V

Nigga can't question me, I'm P-V-C-C (woo)

Can't condone sucka shit, niggas know that I'm overly lit

Why the f*ck would I commit to a bitch?

New stones on my wrist, told her, "Give the pinky ring another kiss"

Lookin' like Cold Stone's in this bitch (yeah, yeah)



I don't ever get no rest (no rest)

Workin', I ain't even got a desk (uh-huh)

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Playin' out field like the Mets (play ball)

Don't tolerate no disrespect (no way)

Gotta top good drink with X (X)

Nigga, I don't ever get no rest



(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest



I'm cold like ice and I never think about the price

The inside the house look nice

Only like red and I don't like Tris

I was in the H, ridin' with the Prince

Ran the money up, I been rich ever since

Bust through the gate, I ain't straddle on the fence

Open up her throat, get top off rip

Stayin' out the way, I don't like it in the mix

Suited and booted like I got a tux, had the birthday with Drake in the cut

I'm lovin' the way that you f*ckin' me, baby, I bought Chane'-ne' for the lust

The Miami high-rise is luxury, two-fifty on the furniture, luxury

Got my dawgs on my back, got the city on my back, you know they put their trust in me



I don't ever get no rest (no rest)

Workin', I ain't even got a desk (uh-huh)

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Playin' out field like the Mets (play ball)

Don't tolerate no disrespect (no way)

Gotta top good drink with X (X)

Nigga, I don't ever get no rest



(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest
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I don't ever get no rest (no rest)

Workin', I ain't even got a desk (uh-huh)

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Playin' out field like the Mets (play ball)

Don't tolerate no disrespect (no way)

Gotta top good drink with X (X)

Nigga, I don't ever get no rest, ayy



Watchin' my toddler, while he watchin' TV

All money in, money counter for a hundred

When I'm outside, you can't even see me

All the things you did, lil' nigga, I done done it

All we know is f*ck the hoes and get the money (get the money)

She want me f*ck her four times, pop a honey (pop a honey)

Work her out, make a bitch do lunges (work her out)

I've been drownin' in this water like plunges

We at the top of the T-O-P

Money could climb up to G-O-D

You can never reach my P-O-V

Nigga can't question me, I'm P-V-C-C (woo)

Can't condone sucka shit, niggas know that I'm overly lit

Why the f*ck would I commit to a bitch?

New stones on my wrist, told her, "Give the pinky ring another kiss"

Lookin' like Cold Stone's in this bitch (yeah, yeah)



I don't ever get no rest (no rest)

Workin', I ain't even got a desk (uh-huh)

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Playin' out field like the Mets (play ball)

Don't tolerate no disrespect (no way)

Gotta top good drink with X (X)

Nigga, I don't ever get no rest



(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest



I'm cold like ice and I never think about the price

The inside the house look nice

Only like red and I don't like Tris

I was in the H, ridin' with the Prince

Ran the money up, I been rich ever since

Bust through the gate, I ain't straddle on the fence

Open up her throat, get top off rip

Stayin' out the way, I don't like it in the mix

Suited and booted like I got a tux, had the birthday with Drake in the cut

I'm lovin' the way that you f*ckin' me, baby, I bought Chane'-ne' for the lust

The Miami high-rise is luxury, two-fifty on the furniture, luxury

Got my dawgs on my back, got the city on my back, you know they put their trust in me



I don't ever get no rest (no rest)

Workin', I ain't even got a desk (uh-huh)

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Poppin' bad hoes out of catch

Playin' out field like the Mets (play ball)

Don't tolerate no disrespect (no way)

Gotta top good drink with X (X)

Nigga, I don't ever get no rest



(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest

(Woo, woo) I don't ever get no rest
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Writer: Rodrick Wayne Moore
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