YOUNG CHRIS - Work lyrics

rate me

Work, work, work, work

Is she unemployed? I got that work

I put her on, she go berserk

She lose her pants, she lose her shirt

You wanna ball, you gotta work

You know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Shorty take it up and down the pole

And she take it up and down the road

Division one, we get it done

Tell the club bring another brick of ones

Shower on you, cowards, got a couple dollars

Heavy in a duffle, tonight she making double

Tonight I’m feeling good, I heard your work mean

Wanna see it for myself, now do it like a twerk team

Baby unemployed, hey, I got that work

Come up out them pants, come up out that shirt

See how good you dance, come and find you a pole

Strap on my Magnum, genocide that hoe

Is she unemployed? I got that work

I put her on, she go berserk

She lose her pants, she lose her shirt

You wanna ball, you gotta work

You know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

You know I got that guap, motherfucker I’m balling

Money in this cab, bitches on they knees, crawling

Bang it up, bang it up, you may need a trash bag

Cook it up, break it down, slang it…

Work it out, work it out, shorty know how to twerk it out

I just blew a 50 piece, VIP, purped it out

Me and Young Chris…

Is she unemployed? I got that work

I put her on, she go berserk

She lose her pants, she lose her shirt

You wanna ball, you gotta work

You know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work

Yeah, you know I got that

Work, work, work, work