Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
D’you know like ...
Look at me smile
Look at me doing their
Work
Y’see me shuffle in the dirt
My how I sweat
But I don’t mind
Cause it’s work
You got me rolling up my shirt
There’s all my old friends
Sat by the fountain drinking beer
Their days have no starts and no ends
They drift into pub nights with no
Promise for tomorrow
All that they want is some
Work
Work
Look at me smile
Look at me polish these
Tools
Am I breaking all the rules?
A cycle like that
I don’t want to be late for school
Well it’s night school
Now all my new friends
Sit in their [site] huts drinking tea
My day has no start and no ends
Drifts into whole nights in my
Coffin by the fireside
Bugger this game
I know who’s to blame
And that’s
Work
Aw, work
Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
D’you know like
Oh! work, work
Oh! work, work
I’m back with my old friends
Sat by the brunel drinking beer
Don’t want this to ever end
We’re living in fear of being
Mizzled by a new myth
Work
I don’t want to go to work
Work
I don’t want to go to work
work i can't get up in the morning i feel like a sap like somebody's fool i work like a rat and i'm going insane i know it ain't right and i know it ain't cool so don't tell me what to do work do this get that i don't like it why make money if i can't spend it overtime i'm getting pissed off i don't have a life - hey boss fuck off!
Andy was a Catholic
the ethic ran through his bones
He lived alone with his mother
collecting gossip and toys
Every Sunday when he went to Church
He'd kneel in his pew and say
"It's work, all that matters is work."
He was a lot of things
what I remember most he'd say
"I've got to bring home the bacon
someone's got to bring home the roast."
He'd get to the factory early
If you'd ask him he'd tell you straight out
It's work
No matter what I did it never seemed enough
he said I was lazy, I said I was young
He said, "How many songs did you write ?"
I'd written zero, I'd lied and said, "Ten."
"You won't be young forever
You should have written fifteen"
It's work
"You ought to make things big
people like it that way
And the songs with the dirty words
make sure your record them that way"
Andy liked to stir up trouble
he was funny that way
He said, "It's just work
Andy sat down to talk one day
he said decide what you want
Do you want to expand your parameters
or play museums like some dilettante
I fired him on the spot
he got red and called me a rat
It was the worst word that he could think of
And I've never seen him like that
It's work, I thought he said it's just work
Andy said a lot of things
I stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when I can't decide what I should do
I think what would Andy have said
He'd probably say you think too much
That's 'cause there's work that you don't want to do
It's work, the most important thing is work
We, Jah people, can make it work;
Come together and make it work, yeah!
We can make it work;
We can make it work.
Five days to go: working for the next day;
Four days to go: working for the next day;
Say we got: three days to go now: working for the next day;
Two days to go (ooh): working for the next day, yeah.
Say we got: one day to go: working for the -
Every day is work - work - work - work!
We can make it work;
We can make it work.
We, Jah people, can make it work;
Come together and make it work.
We can make it work;
We can make it work.
We got: five days to go work, oh! - working for the next day, eh!
Four days to go: working for the -
Three days to go now: working for the next day, yeah!
Two days to go: working for the next day
Say we got: one day to go now: working for -
Every day is work, wotcha-wa!
(Work!) I work in the mid-day sun;
(Work!) I work till the evening come!
(Work!) If ya ain't got nothing to do!
(Work!) Ooh-ooh-ooh-oo-oo-ooh!
Work! [x30] (REPEAT)
[VERSE 1]
Soulja got more suit
Yo girlfriend I fuck her (i fuck her)
Dre out the trap,bitch that west side struggle
Gucci bandana,blue rag in the duffle
7-4 into the world,blow folk hustle
Nigga gotta get this bitch,im all bout this guap
3 years in the game, aint dis shit aint gunna stop
call up miami mike,post it up on pattle land
Palm trees block,bricks cuss in them chickens mane
Drop towels 2010,black vs. live go (damn)
Raise in Atlanta but born in Chicago
Back in Missisippi man I had the hood lost
He had a Bag full of money and a ham fell on my socks
You a stupid ass bitch,you think you shittin like me
Got alot of niggas hating cuz they cant get like me
Man Im Soulja Bot Tell 'Em and imma tell ya how it goes
Put that puss on my hip for these wadget ass hoes
Im a real ass nig,I aint never been fake
Bitch i bought that black homies section,bitch im 28 (sam)
Missisippi trap boy,child town,home town
ATL westside,its on 1 on now
Bitch imma G
My first name Soulja
Disrespect me and my nigga gon for ya
Took a couple small rags,threw them diamond in my teeth
Imma keep where im going so im ready for that beast
Just in case, I will leave my things packed
So I can run away
I cannot trust these voices I don't have a line of prospects that can give some kind of peace
There is nothing left to cling to that can bring me sweet release
I have no fear of drowning
It's the breathing that's taking all this work
Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
Empty spaces with shadows hit by streetlights
Warnings signs and weight of tired conversations
In the absence of a shoulder, in the abscess of a thief
On the brink of this destruction, on the eve of bittersweet
Now all the demons look like prophets and I'm living out
Every word they speak, every word they speak
Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
Alone, alone, I don't want to be alone
I have no fear of drowning
If you only once would let me
Only just one time
Then be happy with the consequence
With whatever's gonna happen tonight
Don't think we're not serious
When its ever not
The love we make is give and it's take
I'm game to play along
All I can say
I shouldn't say
Can we take a ride?
Get out of this place
While we still have time
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
(Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh)
All the best DJs are saving
The slowest song for last
When the dance is through
It's me and you
Come on, would it really be so bad?
The things we think might be the same
But I won't fight for more
(I won't fight for more)
It's just not me to wear it on my sleeve
Count on that for sure
All I can say
I shouldn't say
Can we take a ride?
Get out of this place
While we still have time
You wanna take a ride?
Get out of this place
While we still have time
Yeah, we still have time
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Can't say I was never wrong
But some blame rests on you
Work and play they're never okay
To mix the way we do
All I can say
I shouldn't say
Can we take a ride?
Get out of this place
While we still have time
You wanna take a ride?
Get out of this place
While we still have time
We still have time
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
(Missy)
When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up (Rewind! )
When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, (let's go! )
(Ciara)
The dance train is coming back again
Extravaganza, you should run and tell a friend
Kings and queens are posted at the bar
Buckin' down, it's time to take it off
Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it
Can you walk that talk (talk)
Put some snap into it
It's your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It's your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better...
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work... you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work... you better work!
You better shake that thang like a donkey
And go hard for it, you better work!
You better swing from a paw like a monkey
And go hard for it, you better work!
'Cause big girls get down on the flo'
And make it jiggle, jiggle, jiggle you ain't know
Ain't no shame, it's the name of game
Now everybody down to the flo', here we go!
We got the rhythm of the be-be-beat
We got the rhythm of the beat
We got the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the feet
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out (here we go! )
Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it
Can you walk that talk (talk)
Put some snap into it
It's your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It's your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better...
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work... you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work... you better work!
(Missy)
When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
When the song start to play, tell the DJ: Back it up!
And if you want the danceflo, you tell the DJ: Back it up!
This your jam, this your joy, hey Mr. DJ back it up!
This that new Ciara, go holla at the DJ: Back it up!
Now! drop down! everybody in a club drop down!
Jiggle that, jiggle that
Till it drop, till it drop, till it drop, all the way, all the way down to the ground
We in a club, in a club, don't stop!
When the song come on don't stop!
Me and Ci we gonin beserck
All the ladies on the flo you better work!
(Ciara)
It's out to be a fight in this club
A fight in this club, so get into my mug
Get into my mug,
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
I bet ya can't do it like me (like me)
I bet ya can't do it like me me me
I bet ya can't do it like me (like me)
I bet ya can't do it like me me me
Get some, get some
Get buck, get buck
Get some, get some
Get buck, get buck (Lets go! )
five days out of seveneight hours of every oneI'm tryin' to buy a piece of heavenbut I'll be gonebefore that heaven comes
work, work, workwho nees it?it's all I ever seem to doI'm killin' myself for a livin'livin' the workin' man's blues
minute to minuteday after daywherever I go it's always the sameI work a little longerto make up my paybut when the cheque comes alongthey've taken half of it away
all the work, work, workwho nees it?all I ever seem to doyou know I'm killin' myself for a livin'I should be stayin' at home with youcity to cityall over the worldwherever I been to -- that's all I ever heard
you work a little longerto double up on that paywhen the taxman comes alongthey take half of it away
work, work, workwho nees it?it's all I ever seem to doI'm killin', killin' time for a livin'livin' the workin' man's blues
This ain't gon' be easy
You got it? You got it?
Put it in
Tables turnin' to a situation
Now you standin' in my face and you been patiently waitin'
I'm rollin' over words, forget the conversation
Thinkin' maybe we can make a combination
Wanna see me lose my breath and wanna hear me moan
Better be ready, we'll enable when we get alone
You was talkin' confident upon the telephone
So you gotta put it in when we get it on
No turnin' back from this party
Put you through enough to complain
Ain't no comin' down from this side
My love, don't go nowhere the sunset
Look at what you got yourself into
Best take advantage, be all that you can be
Best take advantage, see all that you can see
'Cause this could be your last opportunity to move me
(Put it in)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
(Put it in)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
(Go on)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
Don't come around if you gon' let me down
You gotta get it all the way in
I wanna see you work
Now you lookin' like you're lookin' for an explanation
Use the curves in my body for your motivation
Skip the petty games, no need for complication
Useful things for sure, I reach my destination
Better leave a good impression 'fore you hit the door
'Cause you don't want me talkin' 'bout your business on the low?
If you show it off, I had to fit you in my schedule
So you better put it on, but when it's time to go
No turnin' back from this party
Put you through enough to complain
Ain't no comin' down from this side
My love, don't go nowhere the sunset
Look at what you got yourself into
Best take advantage, be all that you can be
Best take advantage, see all that you can see
'Cause this could be your last opportunity to move me
(Put it in)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
(Put it in)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
(Go on)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
Don't come around if you gon' let me down
You gotta get it all the way in
I wanna see you work
I ain't acceptin' no excuses, baby
To brag about it, it'd be useless, baby
You better blow me away
Make a girl wanna stay
At your spot, go another round
Here's your chance to prove
Don't forget your move
There's nothing to lose for me
(Put it in)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
(Put it in)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
(Go on)
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
(Work)
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
Don't come around if you gon' let me down
You gotta get it all the way in
I wanna see you work
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
Do it, baby, do it, do it, baby, get it
Check it, baby, get it, baby, check it, baby, get it
Words and music: Lou Reed & John Cale
Andy was a Catholic, the ethic ran through his bones
He lived alone with his mother, collecting gossip and toys
Every Sunday when he went to Church
He'd kneel in his pew and say, "It's just work,
all that matters is work."
He was a lot of things, what I remember most
He'd say, "I've got to bring home the bacon, someone's got to bring home the roast."
He'd get to the factory early
If you'd ask him he'd tell you straight out
It's just work, the most important thing is work
No matter what I did it never seemed enough
He said I was lazy, I said I was young
He said, "How many songs did you write?"
I'd written zero, I'd lied and said, "Ten."
"You won't be young forever
You should have written fifteen"
It's work, the most important thing is work
It's work, the most important thing is work
"You ought to make things big
People like it that way
And the songs with the dirty words - record them that way"
Andy liked to stir up trouble, he was funny that way
He said, "It's just work, all that matters is work"
Andy sat down to talk one day
He said decide what you want
Do you want to expand your parameters
Or play museums like some dilettante
I fired him on the spot, he got red and called me a rat
It was the worst word that he could think of
And I've never seen him like that
It's just work, I thought he said it's just work
Work, he said it's just work
Andy said a lot of things, I stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when I can't decide what I should do
I think what would Andy have said
He'd probably say you think too much
That's 'cause there's work that you don't want to do
It's work, the most important thing is work
Work, the most important thing is work
Are you working
What kind of work do you do
Uhh...
( quot;Boy, what is it you want to do when you grow up)
Aiyyo I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see
Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly
I've been laying, waiting for your next mistake
I put in work, and watch my status escalate
Now I'ma start collectin props, connectin plots
networkin like a conference, cause the nonsense is yet to stop
Jakes shake me down, haters wanna take me down
Break me down, CLAP all they heard was the sound
Yo I scoped it out, I took your weak dream and choked it out
Your bitch don't really got no ass, she just poked it out
on the deelow, I'm sayin, you versus me though
We can do this shit right here, in front of your people
See time is money kid, and BS walks
And to me, it's funny kid when you meet heads talk
I see Feds stalk, they wanna dig up the dirt
Son is it me they hawk, cause I be puttin in work Son
Aiyyo I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see
Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly
I've been laying, waiting for your next mistake
I put in work, and watch my status escalate
You cornballs get stonewalled, blackballed I own y'all
The veteran, runnin my plan I'm the better man
Crazy raw, doin my job like the mob
Blazin y'all, and disappearin in the fog
or a mist, and chicks can't resist what I kick
They be beggin for attention or some more of the dillznick
Word up baby, someone may have to get hurt up baby
Shit is mad shady, but I got to get the gravy
Platinum respect like the force of a tech
keep you hittin the deck, feelin heat in your chest
Bangin your thoughts with the hot onslaught
A kid got shot on the spot for goin where he should not
Viciously, I make history, instantly
Those other lame ass loser ass niggaz, they can't fuck with me
I'm doin my thing now, to lamp later on
Paid in the shade, with some fly gators on
But now I'm grimy as they get, mud on my pants and shirt
I bet you niggaz out here know, I be puttin in work
Aiyyo I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see
Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly
I've been laying, waiting for your next mistake
I put in work, and watch my status escalate
*DJ Premier cuts and scratches quot;For the qualified pros quot;*
Nigga wanna hustle
Nigga wanna sell dope where we grow up nigga
Ride with me and learn something nigga
If not, stay away my playground nigga
Yeah, this shit right here is for real hustle niggas
Real street niggas, y'all follow me
Squared niggas, kick back and listen how is shit really go, uh
Cabbage work hoes goes spoke and pistols
Last in getting away hearin' whistles
Scopin' down map gestural back full of chips
A hot ass scraps ski mask and two in the clips
Scoop on 'em motophone let 'em know it's on
I pack use 'em draws homeboy, nigga we goners
Beep on 'em Mexican though we won't work
No Baking Soda slides twenty on 'em for the dirt
Got 'em, strap on 'em my shell with ducktapes
See nervous while the Greyhouse escpae across Interstate
Jumpin' up in the friendly scotia down chicken weight
For the work show up and really do be straight
They pull up bread all the lookin' flawless us a show dog
Twenty bird and rally car like she a mother law
Damn, she'll need no duck the law
Bitch got us switch walkin' with the work like motherfuck the law
That's the shit nigga ball fo', how they dope that they wall fo'?
Jumpin' on 'em hoes, they floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With the funk kick wishin' y'all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out, everybody hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust used
Go back blast the gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's
Now in the N and N.Y. talkin' to why dies with the bitch
And some load ki's me insider
It's now and never, turn back why should we
Let's turn this bitch upside down
(How could we?)
First to be unnoticed, I don't trust that bitch
She fine but she mixed with rat the lil' snitch
I don't feel right I know crass bustin' bust pipe
And the fed I had up on punk ass snitch all night
Where we better do is send that bitch to the [unverified]
Take the ki's to the rally car and get that bitch the cap
She go be mad about it 'cause she getting cut out
But just let it know her job is done
(Bitch butt out)
Why we here for?
(Nigga we here paper chasin')
Okay then well, let's made this put reservatoins
Bust train or even train station
If you got motophone we can start this operation
That's the shit nigga ball fo', how they dope that they wall fo'?
Jumpin' on 'em hoes, they floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With funk kick wishin' y'all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out, everybody hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust used
Go back, blast the gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes and hundred hoes
Now I'm the king of rock for my work
One time shoot the block, I did my sack about the dirt
Like a dream team both feams tryin' around me like impressed
Takin' fifth G horse and spork the dope 'port
Like a hell is seen hot for shit, I ain't trippin'
Got folks in the bushes with the chop, chop so I ain't slippin'
None of these out of town C's and Beems
Niggas playin' 'em gueens street they never seen the pontrees
Hobbed on the plane, I'm back on stinky greens
And Inglewood floss and faded the whole scene
1-0 back Ol' T dope grindin'
Fresh gear, big wheels, jewels shinnin'
So I hit Shall Sunday, watchin' with low-low's hot
Me and my N.O. partners on the strippin' new drops
Bentleys, Warreys, Benzes, Hummers
With none full of fall for the next twenty Summers
That's the shit nigga ball fo', how they dope that they wall fo'?
Jumpin on 'em hoes, they floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With the funk kick wishin' y'all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out, everybody hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust used
Go back, blast the gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's
And there you have it, that's how it go
From top to bottom, half heart, half money nigga
Oh, don't get it fucked up
Ridin with the [?] puffin on the purp
Overtime on you niggas, I'm goin to work
I'm goin to work, I'm goin to work
Overtime on you niggas, cause I'm goin tow work
I'm goine get it any means necessary
Cause you know I'm bout my paper like a secratary
I'm goin to work [x4]
Gotta go to court tomorrow, D.A. on my dick
So I'm a wear my automar, just to make em sick
I might go yellow presi on em, just to make em pissed
Then go home and break a brick and break it down to bacon bits
I'm goin to work, I'm goin to work
The phones poppin, like we on the 1st
We up in neimans, we goin bizerk
A nigga cross me, he goin to church
Ridin thru the hood, back of the back
Started in the front, now they in back with a back
No love for the haters, no rap for the rats
Velcro shawty, we strapper then strapped
Half you niggas tellin so we never sellin work
They don't wanna come and get it then we mail em work
Put my money in it so you now it better work
And my shooters with me and you know they put in work
Ridin with the [?] puffin on the purp
Overtime on you niggas, I'm goin to work
I'm goin to work, I'm goin to work
Overtime on you niggas, cause I'm goin tow work
I'm goine get it any means necessary
Cause you know I'm bout my paper like a secratary
I'm goin to work [x4]
I might go buy a boat tomorrow, just to take a trip
Big belly rude boy, bad jamaican bitch
Or head straight to Columbia, I'm talkin bulgatar
Ship em up to Philly, milli living like he gorbetroph
Not the regan era but a nigga makin cheddar
Gray [?] in the mirror and I'm never tellin
The game sweet so the seats watermelon
Clip full of sunflower seeds and my mac 11
And I steal a motherfucker like a student felon
Bookbags on the block and them bitches sellin
I'm goin to work [x4]
Ridin with the [?] puffin on the purp
Overtime on you niggas, I'm goin to work
I'm goin to work, I'm goin to work
Overtime on you niggas, cause I'm goin tow work
I'm goine get it any means necessary
Cause you know I'm bout my paper like a secratary
I'm goin to work [x4]
Got some youngins that will murder for a new bike
Have you lookin like you fresh up out a food fight
Spaghetti on yo head
Shirt ketchup red
Shootin banana clips, we ain't never scared
Niggas say they lookin for me they ain't never there
I'm like I'm at yo phone store cause I'm everywhere
I'm gone get it any means necessary
Cause you know I'm bout my paper like a secretary
Gave my ni99a 50 years forever barry
He say he gone make it home like he never worried
Free da homie rick, and free my homie brick
Doin hard time [?] 36
Tried to get her number shawty she ain't know me then
Wanna fuck me now, I'm like you dirty bitch
Rookie of the year, cause I murder shit
And I'm way back
Cause I'm maybach
Ridin with the [?] puffin on the purp
Overtime on you niggas, I'm goin to work
I'm goin to work, I'm goin to work
Overtime on you niggas, cause I'm goin tow work
I'm goine get it any means necessary
Cause you know I'm bout my paper like a secratary
'Cause that's just my style (get up)
Work work work mm mm, work work work
Work work work ah ha, work work work
(Work) I get busy (work), good and plenty
(Work) I'm just here to work your body (work)
(Work) don't you get it (work) I ain't with it
(Work) I'm just here to work your body
Drivin' in my brand new Benz 190, my home girl Sheila
She's coolin' righ beside me, the young girlies get upset
Because they can't keep their boys in check
Relax 'cause that's not where my head is at
I don't need guys like these, turn up the music
And I'll show you how to do a jam
(Ow) I get busy (oh) (good and plenty)
(Oh) I'm just here to work your body
(Work) I ain't with it (yeah) don't you get it
(Ow) I'm just here to work your body
Work work work your body (get up)
Work work work your body (get up)
Work work work your body, work your body
It's about seven o'clock, when my service comes on
It's my manager saying, Dannii (pick up the phone)
Don't forget the sound check, you have an interview next
Jumped in my limousine, popped in my album cassette (aw)
Then I stepped (oh yeah) on the stage (oh) turn up the music
And I'll show you how to do a jam
(Work) I get busy (work) Good and plenty
(Work) I'm just here to work your body
(Oh yeah work) (work) don't you get it
(Work) I ain't with it (work) I'm just here to work your body
(Work work work your body) work your body
(Work work work your body) work your body
(Work work work your body) work your body
(Work work work your body) work your body
That's just the kind of life I live ooh
(Kind of life I live ooh oh)
I'm a sassy young lady and my all I give
(Gotta give gotta give gotta give oh)
'Cause that's just my style, mmm (get up get up get up)
(Work) I get busy (work) Good and plenty
(Work) I'm just here to work your body
(Work) don't you get it (work) I ain't with it (oh baby)
(Work)I'm just here to work your body
(Work) I get busy (work) Good and plenty
(Work) I'm just here to work (work work ooh)
(Work) don't you get it (work) I ain't with it
(Work)I'm just here to work your body
Work work work your body
(Work work work your body)
(Work work work your body)
(Work work work your body)
(Work work work your body)
Say Ai (yo) cut it up right there
'Cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I
'Cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I
'Cause that's just my style
'Cause, 'cause, 'cause, 'cause, 'cause
'Cause, 'cause, 'cause, 'cause, 'cause
'Cause that's just my style (work)
[AD LIB TO FADE]
hidden in offices without a clue
that you're working for them
not really for you
they've cleverly priced
everything you need
working's a must there's a family to feed
life is expensive
you must earn your stay
god our creator really wants it this way
no...
choices...
left...
this is the world they've made for you
they've really come up with the ultimate scam
you're working away for their new trans ams
work's just another piece of big brother
designed to take up all your time
time you could spend
putting them to an end
[kung fu sample:]
Those who would wish to test Bronzemen
Would have to rely entirely on their own skills
No one can give them help
If they do with their all, then the'll die here
[Bronze Nazareth:]
Yo, I'm a diabolic bastard, a face slasher
You get maced after, I pull the blade and scrape faster
Then earthquake parade disasters, flames chase after
You fake actors, I'm not a thug, but slugs aim at cha
And rain faster when I step outside
The skies turn Bronze and camouflage of homicide
My arms alive, writing worlds for MC's
Deals we reject, in June, we trust the tech
Under God divisible, by seventeen rounds
From the boat, strike twice, like the lightning sound
Under lights of viking crowds, slicing
On Born Days, blood on the icing, blood on his apron waiting
I keep my statements baking, black plagued Matrix
Skylight in the street, G.R.E. that's me
On or off mics, acapella, get chopped like relish
Hot like Mexican crops when I sell this
Like rocks, I just inhale this, until your blood flow
Acoustic blow, snort a few lines
Quarter of weed and a few dimes, sick of these new mimes
MC's ain't saying shit, start playing shit
Like saliva whys, Wu-Tang iron tried
I just wanna see you work, baby
She’s a beauty like Beyonce
She’s in all of my sweet dreams
Like Christina she’s a diva
Aint afraid to get dirty
I couldn’t tell you
Gotta show you cos her body’s more than words
She’s a goddess to be honest
Shorty’s putting in the work
Oooh
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Baby I just wanna be your soldier
Ooooh
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
I’ll be at attention when I hold ya
Cos I like the way your body’s working
Let’s get on with it stop with the flirting
On your job yeah yeah work
Do your job yeah yeah work
Like Rihanna she’s a rock star
You know I’ll be her rude boy
Got me GaGa she’s a monster
Got me speechless with no voice
I wanna shout it cause a riot
Do it low would be absurd
To be honest she’s a goddess
Shorty’s putting in the work
Oooh
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Baby I just wanna be your soldier
Ooooh
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
I’ll be at attention when I hold ya
Cos I like the way your body’s working
Let’s get on with it stop with the flirting
On your job yeah yeah work
Do your job yeah yeah work
Shake it shake it shake it shake it
Move that body baby
Move that body baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it
Move that body baby
Move that body baby
Throw the ones up throw the throw the ones up
Throw the ones up
Watch me throw the ones up
Imma throw the ones up
Car wash sample
Hey, Butter, one of us, right away
Work, uh, where all my hustlers?
(Where them thugs at?)
All my ballers, what? Let's do it like this
(Get up)
Uh, what?
(Indiana, Indiana)
Work, Mag in this muth, yo
Killa Castro from Queens, trigga Treach
(New Jeru, Dirty Jerz)
Well, can you get it like I get it? I got to get my blood
Known for slangin' yayo and part the lick with my thugs
Fuck you, fuck your crew fool and all that shit
Bitch, it's a new nigga on the premises, work
Ah, puttin' it down like I knows to, what?
Splittin' these hata's wigs like I'm supposed to
Whenever you wanna act the fool and come and test
Get that AK slug through your vest
Forget your dog, get bucked
Wind up and see you with all the garbage stuck
Now you in the depths of Hell, feel like damn it ain't my lucky day
Never shoulda looked my way, motherfucker
Don't trust your bitch ass fool as far as I can thrust you
Don't make no sudden moves fool and I won't have to bust you
Trigga Treach, he got his pistol do
We puttin' in work from here to Russia fool
So what the fuck y'all here to do, work
Huh, and it's on like that motherfucker and it's on like that
I puts in work and it's on like that
Yo dog, I hope you cleaned your strap
Uh, huh, 'cos I puts in work
Fatal how the hood'll hate you, caught up in drama
Colors and ganja like black auto totes for armor
Millies and macks never the same pocket
Kept his Phillies and crack how the streets rock it
Switch 'em, B cases like he fathered the system
Organized block cinemas away from the prison
With souls, lost rows and so on
Fall victim to the streets and so much can go wrong
Rebels meet crumble and majesties for salaries
Out of towners and goose downers introduce pounders
A lay loot for power evil roots shoot through cowards
Lettin' other niggas just regulate they hours
Coke or chronic, Philly roll Millie by his scrotum
Barrel X to G packs, never got along with cops
Like it was Brett Favre and D backs
It's how rap cats believe that
Just puttin' in work and it's on like that
Castro, you know it's on like that, huh, huh, huh, huh, work
And it's on like that, yeah, y'all we gettin' it on like that
Puttin' it in y'all, puttin' it in y'all
Check it, I get deep voice like Barry
All you keep, naw you keep, forgot I got permit to carry
All you sleep, look at me, his face I'll bury
I look at you and say that's what happens when cousins marry
Work, hate that funk shit, don't show up
Tore up from the floor up
My gat's so fat it needs to loose weight like hold up
On the run, huh, it might be bailin' in a Bronco
I be layin low from Rocko
In a condo outside of Toronto
How I feel about y'all poppin' shit
Like a constipated port a lot of noise but you ain't droppin' shit
This is me here, it ain't no other man
Always into somebody's business like you was [unverified]
Work, nigga, I puts in like ten men
Kick up more dust than dirt, drinkin' more gin than Vin
Well, see no El Nino or ghetto tsunami
Couldn't drop up on me so we got to fuck over Tommy
I puts in work, I puts in work and it's on like that
Motherfucker with them snakes and rats
I puts in work, work and it's on like that
Hope you motherfuckers watch your back
'Cos I puts in work, work
New Jerus, y'all Dirty Jerz, y'all
Work, ah, ow, Indiana comin' on through
Work, oh, what it mean y'all comin' from Queens
I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
I sweat, and I grind
I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
So I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat and I grind
I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
Hey, what's happening homie
Hey, hey, what it do mane
Don't know 'bout you but I'm working
Trying to keep pressing mane
In life, with rhymes
I fight with people pleasing
That's trife, this time
I'm fighting to please Jesus
I'm done with it dog
All the lying and masquerading
The fronting and the faking
I hate it, life feels so vacant
I used to let 'em make it
Even if it got blatant
No matter how flagrant, I'd let it slide like stealing bases
But now I finally get it
So I ain't ever quitting
I can't be passive, inactive like players that's been injured
Far from it
Been hurt, been even knocked off my feet
But I'm in Christ, and I want life like it's suppose to be
I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
I sweat, and I grind
I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
So I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat and I grind
I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
When I ain't know, who I was
Everyday I wasted life
Pagan days of people pleasing cause I wasn't chasing Christ
Worried 'bout the he say she say
I'd repeat it like a replay
I was chasing their approval like a runner in a relay (GO)
I was believing that if I got it
No-doubt it'd be all good
But even if I got it
Somehow it would fall through
I tried to keep standing
Living by a weak standard
Believing even Jesus received me based on my weak merits
Lies from the pit, lies I won't forget
Lies that ruin lives and keep you blind to who you is
Sinner saved by grace, through faith for Jesus sake
So what you have count as loss as we press to see His face
I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
I sweat, and I grind
I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
So I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat and I grind
I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
Every Christians on the track
But are we focused like a scope
Or are we racing never pacing
Are we running to the goal
Upward (upward) calling (calling)
Full in (full in) knowledge (knowledge)
Nothing hollow
Like the lotto
True rewards
From God the Father
Well we should be
No matter what they say, or even throw at us
Keep rolling up, and pressing in
And showing folks you rest in Him
See when it's, all said and done, I wanna, be true to Christ
I wanna, see fruit that's proof to know it's true to life
So look to Him, give up everything to make it to Him
To know Him fully
Becoming holy as you pursue Him
To all my saints, who know they saved
But know there's more to gain
Keep pressing till the end when we will see Him face to face
I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
I sweat, and I grind
I used to try but learned that I can't please these people all the time
So I work, and I press
And I do everything I can just trying to give these folks my best
And I sweat and I grind
She's a beauty, like Beyonce
She's in all of my sweet dreams
Like Christina, she's a diva
And afraid to get dirty
I couldn't tell you, gotta show you
Cause your body's more than words
She's a goddess, to be honest
Shawty's putting in the work, ah
[Chorus]
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
Baby I just wanna be a soldier
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
I'll be out attention when I hold you
Cause I like the way your body's working
Let's get on with this stop with the flirting, whoa
On your job, yeah, yeah, work
Do your job, yeah, yeah, work
Like Rihanna, she's a rock star
You know I be her rude boy
Got me Gaga, she's a monster
Got me speechless with no boys
I wanna shout it, cause a riot
To be known and to be observed
And to be honest, she's a goddess
Shawty's putting in the work, ah
[Chorus]
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
Baby I just wanna be a soldier
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
I'll be out attention when I hold you
Cause I like the way your body's working
Let's get on with this stop with the flirting, whoa
On your job, yeah, yeah, work
Do your job, yeah, yeah, work
Come on, rude girl, girl, I can't get enough
Come on, rude girl, girl, I can't get enough
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it,
Move that body baby, move that body baby
Throw them hundreds up, throw them, throw them hundreds up
I throw them hundreds up, throw them, throw them hundreds up
I throw them hundreds up, I throw them hundreds up
[Chorus]
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
Baby I just wanna be a soldier
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
I'll be out attention when I hold you
Cause I like the way your body's working
Let's get on with this stop with the flirting, whoa
On your job, yeah, yeah, work
(Verse 1):
You're looking messed up
That's just how I like it
Every crazy thing you do
It just gets harder to fight it
Yeah, the position of power
You're just taking the job
Getting carried away
Until they come, carry you off
Won't slow down
But you're stopping to flirt
You got last nights decisions
All over your shirt
And you so off balance
That it's sort of a talent
I tell you not to worry
But now that isn't a challenge
(Chorus):
And there it goes, oh oh
You startin' to lose it
I don't know what you doing
But you gettin' in to it
And there it goes, oh oh
Something I've never learnt
I don't know how you do it but you're making it work
You make it work, work, work, work, work for ya
I don't know you do it, but girl it works for ya
You make it work, w-w-work, work, work for ya
Just keep doing what you're doing, cause it works for ya
I don't know how you do it but you're making it work
You make it work, work, work, work, work for ya
I don't know you do it, but girl it works for ya
You make it work, w-w-work, work, work for ya
Just keep doing what you're doing, cause it works for ya
You make it work
(Verse 2):
She'll be going hard
Yeah, you be on some next shit
Staying at the bar like you couldn't find the exit
Feeling like a star, when you staying up till breakfast
Yeah, you working hard girl, you want some exec. shit
Stamps on the hand like references
Right this way to your section is
It's business time and you're in charge
They all want to be in your entourage
And not too long till you lose your friends
One eye closed, trying to BBM
And when the DJ play that song
She right back on her job
(Chorus):
And there it goes, oh oh
You startin' to lose it
I don't know what you doing
But you gettin' in to it
And there it goes, oh oh
Something I've never learnt
I don't know how you do it but you're making it work
You make it work, work, work, work, work for ya
I don't know you do it, but girl it works for ya
You make it work, w-w-work, work, work for ya
Just keep doing what you're doing, cause it works for ya
I don't know how you do it but you're making it work
You make it work, work, work, work, work for ya
I don't know you do it, but girl it works for ya
You make it work, w-w-work, work, work for ya
Just keep doing what you're doing, cause it works for ya
You make it work
(Verse 3):
Yo, I love me sloppy chick
Wrapping up my hockey stick
Download my floppy disk
Then hit the trashcan quick
Oh, damn, what a cool-o
But she ain't no party pooper
Wipe it off, go girl, you're a trooper
Let me tell you, you do it super
Clock in, clock out
Sip that bub in large amounts
Make it bounce in overtime
Put that work in, make it count
Top down, bass loud
Damn you make your momma proud
You don't care what no one says
You'll work it out till you pass out
(Chorus):
And there it goes, oh oh
You startin' to lose it
I don't know what you doing
But you gettin' in to it
And there it goes, oh oh
Something I've never learnt
I don't know how you do it but you're making it work
You make it work, work, work, work, work for ya
I don't know you do it, but girl it works for ya
You make it work, w-w-work, work, work for ya
Just keep doing what you're doing, cause it works for ya
I don't know how you do it but you're making it work
You make it work, work, work, work, work for ya
I don't know you do it, but girl it works for ya
You make it work, w-w-work, work, work for ya
Just keep doing what you're doing, cause it works for ya
Don't try to understand the way I'm feeling now
And don't misread my words cos what I say is how
I see our future baby, no question or no maybe
A change has gotta come someday
The way it was before, can't carry on no more
This one way love affair
I know you don't seem to care, now tell me if I'm wrong
For lovin' to be strong you got to
Work, just to make it work
You gotta work to make it work
Nothing comes so easy, got to
Work, just to make it work
You gotta work to make it work
Yeh Yeh
I saw it long ago, I realised you'd never show me
The way you feel inside, you'd always choose to hide
We got a future baby, no question or no maybe
A change is gonna come right away
I gotta make you see it's the only way to be
No more one way love affair
And now you know I really care
The time has come to pass if love is gonna last
(Repeat chorus)
If we could reach an understanding you'd see that it's much better
Than livin' our lives on our own
I know it seems old-fashioned, but baby that's no reason
To run away from love
Cos there's no-one above you
(Repeat chorus to fade)
Ohh.. Time...
Time..
They say timing... is everything
But nothing you control
'Cause there's always tomorrow
But tomorrow never knows
It's 1 day at a
[Chorus:]
Time keeps running away
No matter what's left behind
It keeps on moving
Tomorrow is not in today
And all of your yesterdays
Are only a matter of
Time.. time..
And the journey of a lifetime
Will begin with one step
When you're climbing up that mountain
It's so easy to forget
It's one step at a time
[Chorus:]
Time keeps running away
No matter what's left behind
It keeps on moving
Tomorrow is not in today
And all of your yesterdays
Are only a matter of
Time
Keeps running away
No matter what's left behind
It keeps on moving
Tomorrow is not in today
And all of your yesterdays
Are only a matter of
Time
Oh time oh...
Whoa.. Oh... Whoa.. Ohh.. Whoa...!
Hah! Ooooh.. I said now
[Chorus til end:]
Time keeps running away
No matter what's left behind
It keeps on moving
Tomorrow is not in today
And all of your yesterdays
Are only a matter of
Time
Jasmine Villegas - Werk
You can’t be pushing up on it, you better werk if you
want it (x4)
Don’t even call me, if you got about 2 or 3 other boo’s
Cuz if you want me, you're gonna have to give more than usual
Won't be no playing, boy my time is just way too
valuable
I don’t like, so don’t try, to be like the last guy,
way too comfortable
Pre chorus-
h-h-hommie , if you wanna stand right here next to me
gotta be the only, only chick in this room, this room you'll see
so if you want me, gotta give, gotta give me your
everything
cuz I need the right guy, to be on the right side
giving it all to me
chorus-
do you really want me? I demand your responsibility
do you really want me? takes a lot of moxy to bring me to my knees
do you really want me? Get ready, get ready boy
use your elbow grease, do you really want me?
Prove yourself, and make it real to me
You betta werk (x5)
You can’t be pushing up on it, you better werk if you
want it (x4)
Yeah what ya gonna do baby, tell me, tell me what ya
gonna do baby? (x4)
WERK!
in my ear boy, make it clear to me, cuz i ain't gon get a smile unless you keep it straight g with me
I'm more than cuteness, way too old to be livin in make believe
so don't be the wrong type cuz i have a say gotta find who's right for me
Pre chorus-
h-h-hommie, if ya really got just what it takes
why don’t you show me? Go ahead
and why don’t you make my day
cuz i've been waiting long enough
now it’s time to take your place
cuz I need the right guy, to be on the right side
giving it all to me
(chorus)
Stepping to a cutie all the way turnt up
Talking bout’ blue collars, manual labor
Gotta get a little dirty, if you want my love
Cuz im worth it, yea I’m so worth it yea!
Let me see ya, WERK (x9)
Werk it out now (x8)
[Intro: Solomon Childs]
Yeah, you know
Niggaz keep talkin' bout
Theodore this, and Theodore that
Niggaz need to stop worryin' about the Theodore
Worry about your muthafuckin' self
[Chorus: Solomon Childs]
From the door, you gotta put in that work
Rep your work, move that work
Apply that work, kill or get hurt
Eastside, hear the adrenaline, dirty
[Solomon Childs]
Money make the world go round
Here, muthafuckas can't fuck with me, pound for pound
We only got one life to live, so I need a gangsta bitch
A ratchet with a big kick, captain of my own ship
Cuz fake niggaz dream too much
And talk too much shit, do it sound like I'm playin'
With you muthafuckas, go 'head, me squeeze like Smucker's
This ain't a gimmick, for me to get on
Do an R&B; remix with P. Diddy and R. Kelly
I don't know those muthafuckas
You see me in the club, high poster
Never who that, see me on the block with the roaster
Never who that, see me in somethin' pretty and big with the chauffeur
Never who that, model type, tipsy on the side of the coaster
Uptowns, white on white, valor suits, the color of _mocha
Upstate New York, ran with the trademark, the kid poker
I ain't talkin' bout a card game, talkin' bout blood on your face frame
[Chorus]
[Solomon Childs]
You bitch ass niggaz, you ass cheeks, and it reeks
Like the smell of dead Mafia, at the bottom of creeks
Mahonda speaks, that the true Messiah is speaked
This the first year of the future, walk with me, little nigga
Order to my people, people to my order
And pull myself together with the thought of a flat five
For manslaughter, I'm prepared to lead nations
From Muslims, to Bloods, to Masons
Music to guide killas through out dreams
Of self destruction, 20-05 eruption
Get the drop on, who cousin? I believe in guns hustling
Blood in your mouth, mumbling
Misinformation is the height of ignorance
That invites disaster and suffering
To blow a whole through the fader
Theodore Unit AKA the Al Qadea
i'm working my whole life away
just to live day to day
just like every other guy
who don't know what to do with his life
and i sit here and i wonder why
can't be what i wanna be
and i sit here and i wonder why
can't do what i wanna do
just wanna go out tonite, i wanna go out tonite
just wanna go out tonite, i wanna go out tonite
everyday's the same old thing
pain in my life just starts to sting
don't know what to do
just can't stand being here with you
and i sit here and i wonder why
can't be what i wanna be
and i sit here and i wonder why
can't do what i wanna do
just wanna go out tonite, i wanna go out tonite
just wanna go out tonite, i wanna go out tonite
i got no time, i got no life, just wanna go out tonite
i got no cash, i got no life, just wanna go out tonite
just wanna go out tonite, i wanna go out tonite
If you work...
Ya pussy... (4x)
Chorus
If you work
Ya pussy,baby work
Ya pussy...
If you work
Ya pussy,baby work
Ya pussy... (8x)
Ya pussy...
Chorus
funk into the beat
If you work
Dear Sir,
We know what your about,
You cannot say,
We didn't see it,
'Cos we can see, that your slacking,
Well its another habit that your cracking,
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
Im not sure, how to stick to the floor,
I smashed on to your ceiling,
Let me sleep awhile, cos I cannot stand,
Break my fingers, hold my hand
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I'll write and I'll write,
But nothing here reminds me of you,
You left a post-it on your door,
Saying I don't wanna see you no more,
But sir, I know your lying,
This time I'll disappear, into my career,
Cos nothing in here reminds me of you.
Dear Sir, quietly slip away,
The last leaf fell we all saw it,
Cos we can see, that you flagging its not just your heels that your dragging,
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
Whats the movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I'll write and I'll write,
But nothing here reminds me of you,
You left a post-it on your door,
"I don't wanna see you no more",
But sir I know your lying,
It's time to get up
Says the clock around the way
Warning you that something's
Backing up on you today
Brew that coffee
And make that shower cry
Cause there's people waiting on your
Services till late tonight
Grab your car and fly
To the back of the line
Cause leaving ten minutes late means
Overtime, baby
Work
Do it, get on top
You gotta catch that train cause the
Train don't stop
You gotta
Work
Do it, put your foot on the gas
Cause you're jumpin on the train
And this trains coming fast
Said you might as well stop
If you're as slow as a rock
You gotta
Work
Do it, baby, get on top of it
Second verse -
7 o'clock, I'd be
Fast asleep, if I didn't hear
Beep beep beep beep beep Lord can I
Rest in peace please, now I'm
Sitting in the middle of a
Thousand one others, doing
Just the same thing only in the
Middle of the street
Well, you think you're fine
When you're the back line
'Til the boss is on the phone
we can't be a normal person anymore because we have to work for the supermarket.
that's not normal i want to be a formel 1 driver and not a cheeseseller oh meller i
'm not german and say keller it's like i work for the state but it comes a bright
car to fetch us and bring us to the next superstars concert.
I don't want to work...(he don't want to work) 2x ..yeah... I don't want to work...
Please don't write anything about me because it might get famous. I often drink beer
it's near to the work and the boss can see me freeze.let us go i won't do it again,i
told my boss but he only look at he's jesus-cross
I don't want to work...(he don't want to work) 2x ..yeah... I don't want to work...
Now my boss fire me and i sit on the street and freeze..
