Lyrics:
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When you were sixteen at the yogurt shop
You used to work at to make a little money
Time, curious time
Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs
the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
She's got class and style
And balance by the pound,
Shorty, never act wild
Very low key on the profile
I wanna see you dance like no one's watching
Get in your zone
This be your song
Vibe on your own
Work it work it work
Work it work it work it
Body
enough for two
I'll never use it girl If I don't have you
[Chorus]
Kiss me each morning for a million years
Hold me each evening by your side
Tell
We're weary and tired, our work is all through
But we'll rest at the end of the trail
We'll stand by the fire when there's nothin' to do
When we
Written by Kirk Franklin
CHORUS
It really doesn't matter
What you're going through
I know that Jesus can work it out for you
His yoke is easy,
Kiss me each morning for a million years hold me each evening by your side
Tell me you love me for a million years
If it don't work out if it don't
Surrender, surrender
Sadie said she couldn't work out
What it was all about
And so she let go
Now Sadie's on the street
And the people she meets you
I live my life to please myself
Don't worry about nobody else
If you love the life you live, live it all by yourself
I go to work, yes every day
and little brother would join right in there
Singing seems to help a troubled soul
One of these days and it won't be long
I'll rejoin them in a song
I'm
tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillac
You oughta know by now
And if he can't drive
With a broken back
At least he can polish the fenders
It seems such
They want your mind and your body
But they don't understand
And don't care much about it
Gotta work for your country
Society's built on concrete
It's almost everyone
That's trapped in your mess
Try to keep the balance baby
You tell me step by step
But it's the second step that I miss
Gotta
I wanna be
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Work, work people, tell me about it
Work out, work out
I got the blues for San Francisco
Yes, yes, yes, yes
My heart
Surrender, surrender
Sadie said she couldn't work out
What it was all about
And so she let go
Now Sadie's on the street
And the people she meets you
That what you want?
She want a Birkin, I told her, "Work it"
She want a Birkin, I told her, "Work it"
She want a Birkin, I told her, "Work it
she'd say
Buy me a rose
Call me from work
Open the door for me what would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are
day by day
So tell me how can we work it out
On that day when it's time to
Share the gold at the end of the rainbow?
How can we work it out
When
me see you (w-work the bitch)
Uh, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of fuckin' with a (p-pimp like me)
When the Twista get her in the bed after I get
a price,
Freed me from the pit,
Full of emptiness and wrath
And the fire that burns in it.
I've been saved
By the blood of the lamb,
Saved
By
come back and make it work, make it work
I tell these hoes come get this work, get this work
I give no fucks, I give no damn, give no damn
I took my
bring it back)
(Long weave) sewed in (work it out)
(Say it again) sewed in (work it out)
Make that money, throw it in (woo)
Booty bouncin', go'n head
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let's turn this muthafucking party out
Said, Doc what's the condition?
I'm a man that's on a mission
Said, son, you'd better listen
the street.
It took him months of work to make ends meet.
But then he died without and explanation.
He never lied, a very sincere relation .
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