Lyrics:
I wanna (Work It Out)
(Work It Out) I-I-I I don't wanna be out here alone
(Work It Out) But I can't fix this on my own
We've gotta work, work, baby,
I wanna (Work It Out)
(Work It Out) I-I-I I don't wanna be out here alone
(Work It Out) But I can't fix this on my own
We've gotta work, work, baby,
roll, c'mon
I got this young chick, she so immature
She like, "Why you don't buy me Reeboks no more?"
Like to show out in public, throw tantrums
Please believe that, some how, some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how, some way
We gotta make it up out this life, c'mon
y'all niggas change by the day
So I do my thing out the way
It's only a few real ones left
I don't treat 'em different, love 'em all the say
Teamwork
up
I like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity), I got to bag it up, bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Heard hard work dont go unnoticed so we just gone keep goin hard
Just gotta keep goin
Keep thankin God
Know it's all gone pay off
If you want it you gotta
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
Gotta rock it, don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin', work it all around the clock
Everybody keep rockin' and clockin'
put it to the test
Lil bro gon put it to his chest
Sorry he was Talkin out his neck
Goin on and on about respect
Irs make him pay his debt
I don't
the sights
Smell the roses while we can
For another star has fallen in America
For a democracy to work
We gotta see it from both sides
Stop pointing
Yeah
I been out here all day
Runnin' these plays
Yeah I feel great
Gotta run it up
I don't care what they say
I'm just tryna get paid
I don't know
mad
I just doubled up
Cuz in life it is what it is
Just know for every choice that you make
You gotta deal with the consequences.
Whippin da work
These hoes just like to bother, get up out my face
And I'm born up out the water, know that I am saved, by grace
How you wanna do it, we can get into
No
him, I did it for clout
Marketing strategy, figured it out
Smoke gas by the pound, I’m a Rasta
Big ol’ glizzy, I’m a shotta
In your city like mañana
I
in this world (Boss)
(Boss) Hey, I'm a work it on the corner (Yeah), work it on the block (Yeah)
Work it till they love me, baby work it till it's
fish I prayed to the Gods
And it rained on us Lunch
Dame's wanna bang on the bus now
Beauty gave me brains till I bust
But I'm feelin way out of touch
it's only hell that I raise
Feel like Super-Man
The way you melt by my eye rays
They don't see how
I took control using my ways
Think I drew blood with
like Pookie in the chicken coop
Bitch, I don't give a two shits
Bitch, get the fuck out of my face
To make a long story short, I don't really gotta
teamwork tryna achieve its dream work
Time is precious don't waste my time
But hard things always come along with problems
If there isn't any challenge, I
arrogant
Black out this pistol and air this bitch
I'm on like three different narcotics
It's like three niggas I'm
Thinking 'bout robbing
My bitch said,
[00:43.43] Tryna work with what I got (ohhhh)
[00:46.35] I gotta make it out alive (Ohhhh)
[00:48.23] I gotta make it out alive
[00:51.55] I’ve been going
up
I like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity), I got to bag it up, bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
need me a bitch before it turn ten, uh
I'ma need me a front and backend, all cash stacked in
Ridin' around town and I'm downtown
Big boy gat, I don't
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
Gotta rock it, don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin', work it all around the clock
Everybody keep rockin' and clockin'
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