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more crisis
Still gotta work pay for all this

Even the aunties are talking
Why just pretend to keep balling
Will we be here after Putin

Go to work

last pick up line
Coz it even makes a blind man whine fine
Oh yeah
Yeah

Girl you got my circuits doing overtime
Just to work out this chemistry (come

meh sweet sweet juice ent
Aye ah go give yuh d wine
But yuh have to work for this ride

*CHORUS*
Splash!! Body wet up
Wet gyal wa d man dem prefer
Drip

Don't call me talkin' 'bout no work, bro, that's some dumb shit
I don't care who get it, boy, I'm squeezing 'til the gun click
In France, put my lips

IF I WERE A TRAFFIC LIGHT
I'D WORK ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT
SHINE DOWN MY RED, YELLOW, AND GREEN
ON THE FEVERISH WORLD UNDER ME
COME WHAT MAY, MAY

I should go to bed early
to go to work tomorrow
And I drink a lot on weekends 
To forget about work
I’m excited
Today is Saturday
And I’m satisfied

I almost bend it till' it breaks

But when I come home
Lights out
Will you sleep safe and sound?
I'm obsessed with you
But you never work me out

nudists
The devil works hard I salute him
But I'm still yelling hallelujah
Put fire on a nigga hallelujah

Jiggy jiggas all on my shit
VVS's on all on my

overseas
You work for 29, Louis from head to feet
Walked in with Gutta, hammer bulgin' out his jeans
Take your time, baby, openminded, uh-huh
That head

if they soothe my soul but otherwise you keep them hoes
I'll write it louder, my niggas latching onto anything that works
Left his brothers

the one I kiss
Yeah, I'm happy where I stand right now

Can you say the same?
Can you say the same?
Yeah, I might not have a lot
But I work with what

didn’t feel my way
But I’m so broken-hearted
Now’s the time for me to say

Try a little tenderness
Try a little smile
We still can work it out
If you could

hands
Tell me what you need
Come on and talk to me
Watch the needle drop down on the vinyl, spin 'round
Let it work while your kisses say every word

beautiful, girl
That's why it'll never work
You have me suicidal, suicidal
When you say it's over
Damn, all these

Babe kommt so handsome
In 'nem Jet

of love's industry,
Just another number, food for the machine.
This love is twisted, this love's obscene,
Just another day's work,
Food for the machine,
Fuel

year

I really hope it works out this time
cuz I've got no backup plan

We've gone too far too fast 
We're speeding out of control
They say to steer into

(you better)
Get yo' money ho (that work)
Get yo' money ho (that money)
Get yo' money ho (you better)
Ain't trippin' on no man (uh-uh)
Ain't

The Lou', the V, my life supreme
I work, they dream, I count, they scheme
I spend, they pree, the ice VVs

Packin' my bags (pack)
I'm 'bout to fly

8:04 in the morning
Leave for work shut the door
And it hurts me i can feel it
But maybe you don’t
Getting good at ignoring
Little things little

I wonder why the mixture of two compounds
Must have something in common so they can work out
I can't get in my head why answers can't be questions

work it out so easily uh oh
Won't you sit down love
Won't you sit down love
Won't you sit down love
Won't you sit down love

Well I don't believe that

once I drop my pen
The hand of God is writing on its own

But maybe we could make it work
Ah-ah, yeah, ah-ah
Maybe we could break the curse
Maybe

on the clock (be on the clock)
Making moves, I was skipping school just to get to the guap (run to that guap)
Yeah, wake up and go get to work, then it's back

Say they hate me, 'cause I make money
Men når det kom til work, disse folka e'kke funny
Tryna get this buss down ap hunned
If you ain't knowing