Lyrics:
Working In Corners

these winter rounds Houston She's just around the corner But I think I'll stop off here in Lafayette Lord and have me another round I've been workin' in corners

on your way back home And I'll get Laura Mae To cook up some corn porns?" You know they're good Lord the cotton was high And the corn was growing fine

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone I was torn this bitch came from the streets I was born Pussy like a little kitty back yellow as corn

thoughts at the corner of my mind i remember what it was to be completely in love and you told me to give my heart away and start over brand new that it wasn't working

mmmm) No No No No No I do not understand Why I miss her STILL I try to escape But nothing works (oh) We did everything together (yeah) Everything hurts

who you are, my friends or foes Smile in my face and plot to kill me behind doors I got a new attitude, no trust Got me in a corner all a nigga can do

its fully automatic Fresh outta work so im baggin up mo' Til' my lil cousin told me dat my p.o. at da doe Aint dis boutta bitch Hit da corner burnin

hot bleed nigger bleed till you start feeling cold you know you niggers really don't serve a purpose unless you learn to follow all these then become workers

the features in my hair Add a couple of tracks for flair My sponsor he go and bu-bu-buy, buy He must be a rapper, baller, doctor Dentist, corner-boy