Young Chris Work Lyrics
Work by Young Chris
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