Work

Bitch I’m it, yeah I know you tryin' be that too
I got the goodies that these bitches really be into
More fierce bitch could you please tell me who
I'ma cooky bitch I know I got an attitude

He tryin' take me to dinner I told him I was the dinner
Then I took him on that bet and then I made him a winner
Didn’t know he had a man but now that nigga be bitter
Go ahead play with you boys I’m no baby-sitter

'Cause I’m that that that that that that that bitch
Eat me all day and when you done we can sandwich
Spittin' back to back to collect that bag
He gon' fuck around and spend all that cash on my ass

Ain’t with the hussin' or fuzzin', thе passin' the puffin'
Coffin' tell him it was nothing when I know it mеant something
I got him playing with the sticks and then he get to the drumming
I’m too busy getting money ain't got time for no crushing

I’m a busy bitch, call me the boss
I see it - I want it - and I get it baby
I don’t think twice
Uh! But don’t get me wrong honey it’s hard being a bad bitch
You think I woke up like this?
Bitch this ain't Beyoncé
I gotta fix my nails - my hair - and my pussy
And that’s hard work

Work, work, work, bitch work
Work, work, work, put in work
Work, work, work, bitch work
Work, work, work, put in work

So it looks like it be all eyes on me
Being in my present is their only fantasy
These bitches funny should be into doing comedy
Could I take him if I would sis, probably

When I walk, then they talk, make a buck
Heard they talking shit but who the fuck gives a fuck
Flooding on them - all I leave is - angle dust
Killing these hoes baby girl that’s a must

That bitch mad tell that lil' hoe to woosha
I'm a star and you know tell your man won't ya'
They say higabigaboo and I tell them boosha
All these niggas stand in line just to get this totcha

Work, work, work, bitch work
Work, work, work, put in work
Work, work, work, bitch work
Work, work, work, put in work