Recession Back lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah that motherf*cking recession
You n*ggas just don’t know nobody
Cut the stove off

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back (Count up)
Go to work, n*gga (Work)
I got a neighbourhood full of white crack (Lil Mexico)
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back
Go to work, n*gga (These n*ggas just don’t know nobody)
I say the word, I get your whole neighborhood whacked (For real)

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Pepper shoot you if I say the word (For real)
Ken Blacka shoot you if I say the word (K Blacka)
You little boys ain’t never show no bird (Nah)
I let them birds take em off and put em on the curb (Remix, count up)
Walk in my shoes you gotta sell a million on worth of sacks (For real, jugg)
I talking dope that’s 20, 50’s hundreds yeah (12-12)
Ain’t no recession we flexing, you snitchin' and stressin'
I told ya’ll Columbian, I teach cocaine lesson (Cocaina)
I turn ones to threes, and threes to sixes (What else?)
Remix, remix, remix, remix, cocaine chemist
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back (Count up)
Go to work, n*gga (Work)
I got a neighborhood full of white crack (Lil Mexico)
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back
Go to work, n*gga (These n*ggas just don’t know nobody)
I say the word, I get your whole neighborhood whacked (For real)

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
Man you n*ggas don’t know nobody
Me and my n*ggas go to work
You lil bast*rds make that pastor
Pray over you at church
Got a yoppa, and it twerk, like a ho from New Orleans
Got a partner and he quick to red dot you on the scene
Say he’s coming back for me
What Jeezy was talking 'bout
I didn’t cook the cocaine, I survived in the drought
Never had a loud mouth, but I’m all about
All that real sh*t all you pus*y boys talk about
Put that on this caddy, ain’t falling off
I ball what I be talking 'bout
Recession back, damn, guess they waitin' on me to drive it off
Cousin in the pen, nine piece gone for ten
Sent me a kite through the wind, stay strapped, n*gga
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back (Count up)
Go to work, n*gga (Work)
I got a neighborhood full of white crack (Lil Mexico)
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back
Go to work, n*gga (These n*ggas just don’t know nobody)
I say the word, I get your whole neighborhood whacked (For real)

[Verse 3: Young Buck]
Stingy n*ggas scraping up the crumbs and recook 'em
I paint my line and we hook 'em and get pay for what this time we took 'em
Broad daylight we be serving while these neighbors looking
Playing with this white, that dog food ain't never shook 'em
I got pills and all my b*tches crips
Still false and I can’t tell you what none of these numbers is
b*tch I’m p*ssing dirty, I won’t put this cup down, pour it
Just woke up early, waiting for them bricks to touch down
I just bought another trap in case this one get shut down
sh*t getting outta hand we serving out the back and front now
I’m pulling up on chopper with them guapo
I f*ck with them blocks though, but I still sell rocks, ho

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back (Count up)
Go to work, n*gga (Work)
I got a neighborhood full of white crack (Lil Mexico)
Go to work, n*gga (Jugg)
They say the recession’s back
Go to work, n*gga (These n*ggas just don’t know nobody)
I say the word, I get your whole neighborhood whacked (For real)
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