Marie Davidson - Work It Lyrics
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Work It
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What Are The Lyrics For Work It By Marie Davidson?
You wanna know how I get away with everything?
I work All the fucking time From Monday to Friday, Friday to Sunday I love it I work So when I say come on, I mean come on You've got to work with me Now, I don't wanna see any fake ass workers I need real builders Work, work it Work, work to be a winner Sweat, work it Sweat, sweat to be a winner I wanna smell you Yeah, I wanna smell you I wanna smell you, even from far away I wanna smell you I wanna feel you So I can know if you are a winner, baby Work, work it Work, work to be a winner Winners work it good Sweat, sweat to be a winner How does that feel? Tell me, how does that feel? Is sweat dripping down your balls? (Ha ha) Well then you're not a winner yet But come on Work, work it Work, work to be a winner Sweat, work it Work, work to be a winner So now that we've got an understanding I need to explain one last thing to you When I say work I mean you've got to work for yourself Love yourself, feed yourself So you can be a winner All together Work, work it Work, work to be a winner Winners work it good Sweat, sweat to be a winner Work, yeah work it Work, work to be a winner Winners work it good Sweat, sweat to be a winner See you later |
Who Wrote Work It By Marie Davidson?
Marie Davidson, Pierre Guerineau
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What's The Duration Of The Work It By Marie Davidson?The duration of Work It is 4:20 minutes and seconds. |
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