Workout Lyrics - Freedom Of Speech - Freeway

Jim rap, I am that, fat boy, I've been that 

New toys, I'm in that 

You want her butt I'm hitting that 

I'm speaking that down to the white meat 

Might be, somebody's wifey, 

Pardon me, it must be the Ferrari, horse on the car key that got her 

All anxious to slide me, I be 

In the sky where the calls be, 

I be, in the ocean where the fish be, it's me 

Bitter wonder I'm the rap [?] I got a belly and a big beard 

Trap now, I lift the gold 

Bicycle, let's get physical 

Yeh I like to show, cause my wrist is glow 

And we get the most dough, by the end of disco 

Let's get physical, yeah 

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Yeah, work it out, work it out 

Pick it up, drop it low, poke it out 

Get that booty right, don't stop girl 

You know next where you going out 

Showing out, tone it out 

Do it for yourself if no one else 

Try to trust, try to belt 

Shit look good with your hair and nails 

God damn, I love her body, I need her body on top of my body 

She says she in school she don't date nobody 

Never took no cuch, never raped nobody 

She doing Pilate, she tae boe and [?] and she got her balance 

Right like she tight [?] in 

No stress, success, james bond number 9, right potion 

Photos 

Trap now, I lift the gold 

Bicycle, let's get physical 

Yeh I like to show, cause my wrist is glow 

And we get the most dough, by the end of disco 

Let's get physical, yeah.