Work it out on the Floor

Robot Chicken

Score: 17
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Played: 27

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Rock
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Instrumental rock

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[Intro: Burner] Turned up on all these opps and they don't wanna come my way Pull up to your yard with smoke, would've thought it was wake and bake Sebzbeats baby Paigon gyals still hungry, tell a man fill up my plate Blocked up gonna come round, stop man tryna use that way They weren't throwing up signs in the can but they're throwing up signs for the camera Ay's got 5 with me pull up in a skkrt [Chorus: Burner] Opps thot on mans, mans like why? Baby cah I'm of the maddest of maddest (Uh-huh) Gots skengs and Rams in the ride, might just get it with the baddest of the badders Man trap, man bang, now rap, really put my all for the things that matters Spent 'nuff months waiting on trials, nuttin' time owed, got the pig man patterned (Uh-huh) Got TT Pem be the maddest of, my big back ting be the maddest Beef with the gang, mad move, I'm madder than mad, maddest of the maddest Spots upsuh, patterns on patterns, drillers on bike, wagons on wagons Mad move, madder than mad got man but fuck that shit, it's maddest of the maddest (Uh-huh) [Verse 1: Burner] I was that guy that was filling up bikes 'cause I'm that guy they're saying did mazzas (Mazzas) I'm that guy, not your average-average, I ain't on bikes, still turn up badness (Move) Nuttin' but money and wappers, they ain't really in the field, they're cappers (Cappers) Talk shit, never did madness, no, they ain't got chat from savage (No way) [?] first tryna [?] watch, the madem loot him Bro in the back with the spin-spin ting, me in the front with the Russian like Putin Any opp block, man root him (Root him) Jezzy in my am, man swoop him (Whoosh, whoosh) That's one into three like the mad trilogy, ain't my first remix, shoot him (No, it isn't) [Verse 2: Tiny Boost] Hammers on hammers I don't give a fuck 'bout rap, gang riding on talent Don't come 'round man if you ain't got manners We put man in the box, why you think my gang's in the slammer? You know man's patterned, man's still slanging Pack just vanished, all raw, no magic When it come to a badders, uh, I got bad habits, uh Didn't they tell you that I was a savage? Pull up, bang it and dash it How you're buff, you should look like Rihanna I do the maddest of maddest Man's pissed that I linked with Burner but this how gang shit happens [Chorus: Burner] Opps thot on mans, mans like why? Baby cah I'm of the maddest of maddest (Uh-huh) Gots skengs and Rams in the ride, might just get it with the baddest of the badders Man trap, man bang, now rap, really put my all for the things that matters Spent 'nuff months waiting on trials, nuttin' time owed, got the pig man patterned (Uh-huh) Got TT Pem be the maddest of, my big back ting be the maddest Beef with the gang, mad move, I'm madder than mad, maddest of the maddest Spots upsuh, patterns on patterns, drillers on bike, wagons on wagons Mad move, madder than mad got man but fuck that shit, it's maddest of the maddest (Uh-huh) [Verse 3: M24] Maddest of the maddest, we turn good gyal badders (Badders) This third leg, she can't manage, I rise and slap it and see them dashing (Uh-huh) Hop out the whip and splash him, Burner's in the ride, that's a real life savage (Yes) Are you gonna back your Bruce or panic? Man already spilled that juice, he's cabbage (Yes) In the A with tings tucked, from her, I ain't really got my dick sucked (Uhh) Tryna ride on us, it went tits up-tits up, don't get my name in mix up (No) Pulled up at them man's drink up, lick shots, see man on the floor getting picked up (Uh-huh) I done it with Burns', that's blood, we pulled up and them boy there kicked off [Verse 4: AM] Who's badder than we? Man badded that whoosh, that man on his feet (Whoosh down) Should've dabbed that down, my stamina's weak, got a little vibe, man pattern this free (Man pattern it) Look back, she wanna jeet, she ain't in love, give it a week (give it a week) His blood on my feet, she licking it up, madder than me (Uhh) Back my shank in the baitest place, tryna put some bells in a paigon face (Bow, bow, bow) When I rise that smoke, finna wake and bake but I know that them boys gonna make it bait (Dudu-bow) Du-doom, du-doom, I am the A, push that work, man get it away If gang step in the room backing the broom, letting it shake (Bow, bow) [Chorus: Burner] Opps thot on mans, mans like why? Baby cah I'm of the maddest of maddest (Uh-huh) Gots skengs and Rams in the ride, might just get it with the baddest of the badders Man trap, man bang, now rap, really put my all for the things that matters Spent 'nuff months waiting on trials, nuttin' time owed, got the pig man patterned (Uh-huh) Got TT Pem be the maddest of, my big back ting be the maddest Beef with the gang, mad move, I'm madder than mad, maddest of the maddest Spots upsuh, patterns on patterns, drillers on bike, wagons on wagons Mad move, madder than mad got man but fuck that shit, it's maddest of the maddest (Uh-huh) [Verse 5: JM] Call me JM from OneFour, been gone for a minute (Free him) Pulled out 4 ***** with one on the floor, still don't know who did it (No one) Maybe they did but they already know that the talk is forbidden (Of course) They verbal like women but when I'm around I only hear crickets (Pussy) They really thought I was taking the piss when I said I'd get him with the flick of my wrist (Boom) Listen to this, I had no interest but what he did made it part of my business (What?) I'm not being legit but I'm just saying brothers are peaceful (Maybe) But if you want trouble, maybe I'm bluffing, bring all of your people (Bow, bow, bow, bow) [Verse 6: YP14] If bro's got beef, ain't no peace, grip that sword, we're going to war Take that trip, we're drilling some more, jump out gang, leave him on the floor Who's saying that we're losing? Tell that prick, go check out the score Stupid opp, won't come out the shop then stomp him like gang did in the mall Now let's get this straight (Listen) My mates, they call me dipper lad 'cause I'll dip a lad in his face (Dip, dip) What's all this talk about? Hah, they ain't got heart when I got my blade (No way) Still pissed of that day when *****, when he left his mate to get shaved (Ching, ching, ching) [Chorus: Burner] Opps thot on mans, mans like why? Baby cah I'm of the maddest of maddest (Uh-huh) Gots skengs and Rams in the ride, might just get it with the baddest of the badders Man trap, man bang, now rap, really put my all for the things that matters Spent 'nuff months waiting on trials, nuttin' time owed, got the pig man patterned (Uh-huh) Got TT Pem be the maddest of, my big back ting be the maddest Beef with the gang, mad move, I'm madder than mad, maddest of the maddest Spots upsuh, patterns on patterns, drillers on bike, wagons on wagons Mad move, madder than mad got man but fuck that shit, it's maddest of the maddest (Uh-huh) [Outro: Burner] They know I'm gonna elimante risk, right now they're talking 'bout I'm London's Thanos They know I'm gonna elimante risk, right now they're talking 'bout I'm London's Thanos