Sasha Sloan - Workin' On It Lyrics
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Workin' On It
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What Are The Lyrics For Workin' On It By Sasha Sloan?
Never been asked to dance
'Cause I never been the pretty one Never like compliments 'Cause it's always been so hard belivin' them You say I'm beautiful And I say you're full of it Nothing personal I'm still not used to this But I'm workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on it I've been workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on Tryna be good to me I should give myself way more love I'm my worst enemy I'm the voice who says "I'm not good enough" You say I'm beautiful And I say you're full of it Nothing personal I'm still not used to this But I'm workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on it I've been workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on it 'Tryna see what you see When you look at me I've been workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on it Yeah, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying To see what you see Yeah, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying For you and for me Trying, I'm trying, I'm trying To see what you see Yeah, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying For you and for me, yeah But I'm workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on it I've been workin' on, workin' on it (Oh I been) workin' on, workin' on it 'Tryna see what you see When you look at me I've been workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on But I'm workin' on, workin' on it Workin' on, workin' on |
Who Wrote Workin' On It By Sasha Sloan?
Meghan Trainor, Lennon Ray Louise Stella, Alexandra Yatchenko, Henry Agincourt Allen
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What's The Duration Of The Workin' On It By Sasha Sloan?The duration of Workin' On It is 3:01 minutes and seconds. |
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