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Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Work, work, work, work, work, work
He said me haffi
Work, work, work, work, work, work
He see me do mi
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt!
So me put in
Work, work, work, work, work, work
When you ah guh
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn
Meh nuh cyar if him
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting

Dry me ah desert him
Nuh time to have you lurking
Him ah go act like he nah like it
You know I dealt with you the nicest
Nuh body touch me in the righteous
Nuh botha text me in a crisis
I believed all of your dreams, adoration
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
You mistaken my love I brought for you for foundation
All that I wanted from you was to give me
Something that I never had
Something that you’ve never seen
Something that you’ve never been!
MM
But I wake up and act like nothing’s wrong
Just get ready fi

Work, work, work, work, work, work
He said me haffi
Work, work, work, work, work, work!
He see me do mi
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt!
So me put in
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Ner ner ner ner ner ner!
When you a guh ner ner ner ner ner ner!
Before the tables turn turn turn turn turn turn!

Beg you something please
Baby don’t you leave
Don’t leave me stuck here in the streets, uh huh
If I get another chance to
I will never, no never neglect you
I mean who am I to hold your past against you?
I just hope that it gets to you
I hope that you see this through
I hope that you see this true
What can I say?
Please recognize I’m tryin’, babe
I have to

Work, work, work, work, work, work
He said me haffi
Work, work, work, work, work, work!
He see me do mi
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt!
So me put in
Work, work, work, work, work, work
When you ah guh
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn
Meh nuh cyar if him
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting

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Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

This ain’t gon’ be easy
Uh uh uh
You got it?
You got it?
Put it in.

[Verse 1]
Tables turn into a situation
And you staring at my face
And you’ve been patiently waiting
I’m just leaning over, respecting the conversation
Thinking maybe we can make the combination
Wanna see me lose my breath, you wanna hear me moan
Better be ready, we’ll enable when we get along
Cos you was talking confident up on the telephone
So you gotta put it in on me when we get it on

[Pre-chorus]
No turning back from this party
Put you thru enough to come play
Aint no coming down from the south
My love dont go nowhere, cos I said

Look at what you got yourself into
Best take advantage be all that you can be
Best take advantage see all that you can see
Cos this might be your last opportunity to move me

[Chorus]
PUT IN ME
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
PUT IT IN?
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
PUT IT IN?
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
Dont come around, and keep on letting me down
You gotta get it over again
I wanna see it work

[Verse 2]
Now you looking like you looking for an explanation
Use the curves of my body for your motivation
Skip that page, and no need for complications
Useful pains for sure i’ll reach my destination

You better leave a good impression before you hit the door
Cos you dont want me talking much of business on the low
If you show it off, i’ll have to fit you in my schedule
So you better put it on me when it’s time to go

[Pre-chorus]
No turning back from this party
Put you thru enough to come play
Aint no coming down from the south
My love dont go nowhere, cos I said

Look what you got yourself into
Best take advantage be all that you can be
Best take advantage see all that you can see
Cos this might be your last opportunity to move me

[Chorus]
PUT IT IN?
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
PUT IT IN?
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
PUT IT IN?
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
Dont come around, keep on letting me down
You gotta get it over again
I wanna see it work

[Bridge]
I aint accepting no excuses baby,
To brag about it if its useless it baby
You better blow me away
Make a girl wanna stay at your spot for another
Round

Here’s your chance to prove
Dont hold it just move
There’s nothing to lose
BUT ME!

[Chorus Out]
PUT IT IN! PUT IT IN! PUT IT IN!
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
WHAT IT IS?
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
WHAT IT IS?
Jig it baby get it baby jig it baby get it
WORK
Do it baby, d-do it d-do it baby get it
Dont come around, keep on letting me down
You gotta get it over again
I wanna see it work

Work (Letra)

Ciara

Ciara Part. Missy Elliott

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[Missy Elliott
When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
(Rewind!)
When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up,
put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, (let’s go!)

[Ciara]
The dance train is coming back again
Extravaganza, you should run and tell a friend
Kings and queens are posted at the bar
Buckin’ down, it’s time to take it off

Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it
Can you walk that talk (talk)
Put some snap into it
It’s your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It’s your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better…

Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…you better work!

You better shake that thang like a donkey
And go hard for it, you better work!
You better swing from a paw like a monkey
And go hard for it, you better work!

‘Cause big girls get down on the flo’
And make it jiggle, jiggle, jiggle you ain’t know
Ain’t no shame, it’s the name of game
Now everybody down to the flo’, here we go!

We got the rhythm of the be-be-beat
We got the rhythm of the beat
We got the rhythm of the hands
Let’s get the rhythm of the feet
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out (here we go!)

Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it
Can you walk that talk (talk)
Put some snap into it
It’s your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It’s your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better…

Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…you better work!

[Missy Elliott]
When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

When the song start to play, tell the Dj: Back it up!
And if you want the danceflo, you tell the Dj: Back it up!
This your jam, this your joy, hey Mr. Dj back it up!
This that new Ciara, go holla at the Dj: Back it up!

Now! drop down! everybody in a club drop down!
Jiggle that, jiggle that
Till it drop, till it drop, till it drop, all the way,
all the way down to the ground
We in a club, in a club, don’t stop!
When the song come on don’t stop!
Me and Ci be on dessert
All the ladies on the flo you better work!

[Ciara]
It’s out to be a fight in this club
A fight in this club, so get into my mug
Get into my mug,
Get buck, get buck (Put your hands up!)
Get buck, get buck (Put your hands up!)
Get buck, get buck (Put your hands up!)
Get buck, get buck (Put your hands up!)
Get buck, get buck (Put your hands up!)
Get buck, get buck (Put your hands up!)
I bet ya can’t do it like me (like me)
I bet ya can’t do it like me me me
I bet ya can’t do it like me (like me)
I bet ya can’t do it like me me me
Get some, get some
Get buck, get buck
Get some, get some
Get buck, get buck (Lets go!)

Work work work, you better work (repeat)

Work (Letra)

Ciara

Ciara

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[Ciara:]
This train is coming back again
Extravaganza, you should run and tell a friend
Kings and queens are posted at the bar
Buckin’ down, it’s time to take it all

[Intro]
Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it and you
Walk that talk (talk)
Let’s just snap in to it
It’s your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It’s your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better…

[Chorus]
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…Bitch you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…Bitch you better work!

You gotta shake that thang like a donkey
And go hard for it, bitch you better work!(2x)

‘Cause big girls get down on the flo’

And make it jiggle, jiggle, jiggle you ain’t know
Ain’t no shame, it’s the name of game
Now everybody down to the flo’, here we go!

We got the rhythm of the be-be-beat
We got the rhythm of the beat
We got the rhythm of the hands
Let’s get the rhythm of the feet
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out

[Intro]
Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it and you
Walk that talk (talk)
Let’s just snap in to it
It’s your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It’s your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better…

[Chorus]
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…Bitch you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…Bitch you better work!

You better eat that food like ya hungry
‘Till theres nothing left, boy work

‘Cause I’ma cook that meal when you want it
It’s the best, yes and have you for dessert

‘Cause this girl get down on the flo’
And make it jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, ye ain’t know

Ain’t no shame, it’s the name of game
Now everybody down to the flo’, here we go!

We got the rhythm of the be-be-beat
We got the rhythm of the beat
We got the rhythm of the hands
Let’s get the rhythm of the feet
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out

[Intro]
Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it and you
Walk that talk (talk)
Let’s just snap in to it
It’s your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It’s your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better…

[Chorus]

Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…Bitch you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work…Bitch you better work!

It’s out to be a fight in this club
A fight in this club, so get into my mug
Get into my mug,
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck

Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Make this promise now, promise now
Promise now, promise now, promise now
If you work we harder, work we harder
Work we harder, work we harder
Make this promise now, promise now
Promise now, promise now, promise now
If you work we harder, work we harder
Work we harder, work we harder

I’ll try hard to control my temper
You know I gotta hot head
Cause I’ma scream, I’ma yell
But it’s out of love
And I can’t have you give up just yet
You, no, you ain’t no perfect, angel
You done some hurtful things too
I don’t care, let’s move on, it’s all in the past
I just wanna be loved by you

Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder

Make this promise now, promise now
Promise now, promise now, promise now
If you work we harder, work we harder
Work we harder, work we harder
Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder

Make this promise now, promise now
Promise now, promise now, promise now
If you work we harder, work we harder
Work we harder, work we harder

I’ll try hard to control my temper
You know I gotta hot head
Cause I’ma scream, I’ma yell
But it’s out of love
And I can’t have you give up just yet
You, no, you ain’t no perfect angel
You done some hurtful things too
I don’t care, let’s move on, it’s all in the past
I just wanna be loved by you

Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder

Make this promise now, promise now
Promise now, promise now, promise now
If you work we harder, work we harder
Work we harder, work we harder
Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Make this promise now, I will be your ground
If you work we harder, I will be your water
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work
Work, work, work, we harder
Work, work, work, we harder

Make this promise now, promise now
Promise now, promise now, promise now
If you work we harder, work we harder
Work we harder, work we harder

Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
D’you know like …

Look at me smile
Look at me doing their
Work
Y’see me shuffle in the dirt
My how i sweat
But i don’t mind
Cause it’s work
You got me rolling up my shirt

There’s all my old friends
Sat by the fountain drinking beer
Their days have no starts and no ends
They drift into pub nights with no
Promise for tomorrow

All that they want is some
Work
Work
Look at me smile
Look at me polish these
Tools
Am i breaking all the rules?
A cycle like that
I don’t want to be late for school
Well it’s night school

Now all my new friends
Sit in their [site] huts drinking tea
My day has no start and no ends
Drifts into whole nights in my
Coffin by the fireside

Bugger this game
I know who’s to blame
And that’s
Work
Aw, work

Keep your fingers busy
Mentally or physically
What four-letter word
D’you know like

Oh! work, work
Oh! work, work

I’m back with my old friends
Sat by the brunel drinking beer
Don’t want this to ever end
We’re living in fear of being
Mizzled by a new myth

Work
I don’t want to go to work
Work
I don’t want to go to work

Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

* also appears on the _butter_ soundtrack and mag’s "hustlaz heaven"

[mag] (castro) "car wash sample"
"hey!"
Butter.
"one of us! right away!"
"work"
Uh, where all my hustlers?
(where them thugs at?)
All my ballers.
What, let’s do it like this. (get up!)
Uh, what.
(indiana, indiana!)
"work"
Mag in this muth yo.
Killa castro from queens, trigga treach.
(new jeru, dirty jerz.)

[mag]
Well can you get it like i get it, i got to get my blood
Known for slangin yayo and part the lick with my thugs
Fuck you, fuck your crew fool and all that shit
Bitch, it’s a new nigga on the premesis
"work"
Ah, puttin it down like i knows to
What, splittin these hata’s wigs like i’m supposed to
Whenever you, wanna act the fool, and come and test
Get that ak slug through your vest
Forget your dog, get bucked
Wind up and see you with all the garbage stuck
Now you in the depths of hell, feel like damn it ain’t my lucky day
Never shoulda looked my way, motherfucker
Don’t trust your bitch ass fool as far as i can thrust ya
Don’t make no sudden moves fool and i won’t have to bust ya
Trigga treach he got his pistol do
We puttin in work from here to russia fool
So what the fuck y’all here to do
"work"
Huh, and it’s on like that
Motherfucker and it’s on like that
"i puts in work"
And it’s on like that
Yo dog i hope you cleaned your strap
"uh huh, cuz i puts in work"

[castro]
Fatal how the hood’ll hate you, caught up in drama
Colors and ganja like black autototes for armor
Millies and macks never the same pocket
Kept his phillies and crack how the streets rock it
Switch em, b cases like he fathered the system
Organized block cinemas away from the prison
With souls, lost rows and so on
Fall victim to the streets and so much can go wrong
Rebels meet crumble and majesties for salaries
Out of towners and goose downers introduce pounders
A lay loot for power evil roots shoot through cowards
Lettin other niggas just regulate they hours
Coke or chronic, philly roll millie by his scrotum
Barrel x to g packs
Never got along with cops, like it was brett favre and d backs
It’s how rap cats believe that
"just puttin in work"
And it’s on like that
Castro, you know it’s on like that
"huh huh huh huuuh work"
And it’s on like that
Yeah y’all we gettin it on like that
"puttin it in y’all, puttin it in y’all"

[treach]
Check it, i get deep voice like barry
All you keep, naw you keep
Forgot i got permit to carry
All you sleep
Look at me, his face i’ll bury
I look at you and say that’s what happens when cousins marry
"work"
Hate that funk shit, don’t show up
Tore up from the floor up
My gat’s so fat it needs to loose weight like hold up
On the run huh, it might be bailin in a bronco
I be layin low from rocko
In a condo outside of toronto
How i feel about y’all poppin shit
Like a constipated port a lot of noise but you ain’t droppin shit
This is me here, it ain’t no other man
Always into somebody’s business like you was (?)
"work"
Nigga i puts in like ten men
Kick up more dust than dirt
Drinkin more gin than vin
Well see no el nino or ghetto tsunami
Couldn’t drop up on me so we got to fuck over tommy
"i puts in work"
I puts in work, and it’s on like that
Motherfucker with them snakes and rats
I puts in work
"work"
And it’s on like that
Hope you motherfuckers watch your back
Cuz i puts in work
"work"
"new jerus y’all dirty jerz y’all"
"work"
"ah ow, indiana comin on through"
"work"
"oh, what it mean y’all comin from queens"
"work"
"hey, put it down for my town"

Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

* also appears on the _Butter_ Soundtrack and Mag’s "Hustlaz Heaven"

[Mag] (Castro) "Car Wash sample"
"Hey!"
Butter.
"One of us! Right away!"
"Work"
Uh, where all my hustlers?
(Where them thugs at?)
All my ballers.
What, let’s do it like this. (Get up!)
Uh, what.
(Indiana, Indiana!)
"Work"
Mag in this muth yo.
Killa Castro from Queens, trigga Treach.
(New Jeru, Dirty Jerz.)

[Mag]
Well can you get it like I get it, I got to get my blood
Known for slangin yayo and part the lick with my thugs
Fuck you, fuck your crew fool and all that shit
Bitch, it’s a new nigga on the premesis
"Work"
Ah, puttin it down like I knows to
What, splittin these hata’s wigs like I’m supposed to
Whenever you, wanna act the fool, and come and test
Get that ak slug through your vest
Forget your dog, get bucked
Wind up and see you with all the garbage stuck
Now you in the depths of Hell, feel like damn it ain’t my lucky day
Never shoulda looked my way, motherfucker
Don’t trust your bitch ass fool as far as I can thrust ya
Don’t make no sudden moves fool and I won’t have to bust ya
Trigga Treach he got his pistol do
We puttin in work from here to Russia fool
So what the fuck y’all here to do
"Work"
Huh, and it’s on like that
Motherfucker and it’s on like that
"I puts in work"
And it’s on like that
Yo dog I hope you cleaned your strap
"Uh huh, cuz I puts in work"

[Castro]
Fatal how the hood’ll hate you, caught up in drama
Colors and ganja like black autototes for armor
Millies and macks never the same pocket
Kept his phillies and crack how the streets rock it
Switch em, b cases like he fathered the system
Organized block cinemas away from the prison
With souls, lost rows and so on
Fall victim to the streets and so much can go wrong
Rebels meet crumble and majesties for salaries
Out of towners and goose downers introduce pounders
A lay loot for power evil roots shoot through cowards
Lettin other niggas just regulate they hours
Coke or chronic, philly roll millie by his scrotum
Barrel x to g packs
Never got along with cops, like it was Brett Favre and D backs
It’s how rap cats believe that
"Just puttin in work"
And it’s on like that
Castro, you know it’s on like that
"Huh huh huh huuuh work"
And it’s on like that
Yeah y’all we gettin it on like that
"Puttin it in y’all, puttin it in y’all"

[Treach]
Check it, I get deep voice like Barry
All you keep, naw you keep
Forgot I got permit to carry
All you sleep
Look at me, his face I’ll bury
I look at you and say that’s what happens when cousins marry
"Work"
Hate that funk shit, don’t show up
Tore up from the floor up
My gat’s so fat it needs to loose weight like hold up
On the run huh, it might be bailin in a Bronco
I be layin low from Rocko
In a condo outside of Toronto
How I feel about y’all poppin shit
Like a constipated port a lot of noise but you ain’t droppin shit
This is me here, it ain’t no other man
Always into somebody’s business like you was (?)
"Work"
Nigga I puts in like ten men
Kick up more dust than dirt
Drinkin more gin than Vin
Well see no El Nino or ghetto tsunami
Couldn’t drop up on me so we got to fuck over Tommy
"I puts in work"
I puts in work, and it’s on like that
Motherfucker with them snakes and rats
I puts in work
"Work"
And it’s on like that
Hope you motherfuckers watch your back
Cuz I puts in work
"Work"
"New Jerus y’all Dirty Jerz y’all"
"Work"
"Ah ow, Indiana comin on through"
"Work"
"Oh, what it mean y’all comin from Queens"
"Work"
"Hey, put it down for my town"

Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Andy was a catholic
The ethic ran through his bones
He lived alone with his mother
Collecting gossip and toys

Every sunday when he went to church
He’d kneel in his pew and say
It’s work
All that matters is work

He was a lot of things
What i remember most he’d say
I’ve got to bring home the bacon
Someone’s got to bring home the roast

He’d get to the factory early
If you’d ask him he’d tell you straight out
It’s work

No matter what i did it never seemed enough
He said i was lazy, i said i was young
He said, how many songs did you write
I’d written zero, i’d lied and said, ten

You won’t be young forever
You should have written fifteen
It’s work

You ought to make things big
People like it that way
And the songs with the dirty words
Make sure your record them that way

Andy liked to stir up trouble
He was funny that way
He said, it’s just work

Andy sat down to talk one day
He said decide what you want
Do you want to expand your parameters
Or play museums like some dilettante

I fired him on the spot
He got red and called me a rat
It was the worst word that he could think of
And i’ve never seen him like that
It’s work
I thought he said it’s just work

Andy said a lot of things
I stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when i can’t decide what i should do
I think what would andy have said

He’d probably say you think too much
That’s ‘cause there’s work that you don’t want to do
It’s work
The most important thing is work
It’s work
The most important thing is work

Work (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Writers: leo sayer, tom snow & john vastano

Five days out of seven
Eight hours of every one
I’m tryin’ to buy a piece of heaven
But i’ll be gone
Before that heaven comes

Work, work, work
Who nees it?
It’s all i ever seem to do
I’m killin’ myself for a livin’
Livin’ the workin’ man’s blues

Minute to minute
Day after day
Wherever i go it’s always the same
I work a little longer
To make up my pay
But when the cheque comes along
They’ve taken half of it away

All the work, work, work
Who nees it?
All i ever seem to do
You know i’m killin’ myself for a livin’
I should be stayin’ at home with you
City to city
All over the world
Wherever i been to — that’s all i ever heard

You work a little longer
To double up on that pay
When the taxman comes along
They take half of it away

Work, work, work
Who nees it?
It’s all i ever seem to do
I’m killin’, killin’ time for a livin’
Livin’ the workin’ man’s blues

Yeah, it’s all work! work! work! work!
That’s all it is
Killin’ myself for a livin’
Like drivin’ a nail straight into my hand
I’ve been workin’ my life away

Work (Letra)

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Don’t try to understand the way i’m feeling now
And don’t misread my words cos what i say is how
I see our future baby, no question or no maybe
A change has gotta come someday

The way it was before, can’t carry on no more
This one way love affair
I know you don’t seem to care, now tell me if i’m wrong
For lovin’ to be strong you got to

Work, just to make it work
You gotta work to make it work
Nothing comes so easy, got to
Work, just to make it work
You gotta work to make it work
Yeh yeh

I saw it long ago, i realised you’d never show me
The way you feel inside, you’d always choose to hide
We got a future baby, no question or no maybe
A change is gonna come right away

I gotta make you see it’s the only way to be
No more one way love affair
And now you know i really care
The time has come to pass if love is gonna last

(repeat chorus)

If we could reach an understanding you’d see that it’s much better
Than livin’ our lives on our own
I know it seems old-fashioned, but baby that’s no reason
To run away from love
Cos there’s no-one above you

(repeat chorus to fade)

Work (Letra)

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Work (Letra)

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We, Jah people, can make it work;
Come together and make it work, yeah!
We can make it work;
We can make it work.

Five days to go: working for the next day;
Four days to go: working for the next day;
Say we got: three days to go now: working for the next day;
Two days to go (ooh): working for the next day, yeah.
Say we got: one day to go: working for the –
Every day is work – work – work – work!

We can make it work;
We can make it work.

[Short guitar break]

We, Jah people, can make it work;
Come together and make it work.
We can make it work;
We can make it work.

We got: five days to go work, oh! – working for the next day, eh!
Four days to go: working for the –
Three days to go now: working for the next day, yeah!
Two days to go: working for the next day
Say we got: one day to go now: working for –
Every day is work, wotcha-wa!
(Work!) I work in the mid-day sun;
(Work!) I work till the evening come!
(Work!) If ya ain’t got nothing to do!
(Work!) Ooh-ooh-ooh-oo-oo-ooh!
(Work!) [fadeout]

Work (Letra)

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Are you working?
What kind of work do you do?

Uhh…
("Boy, what is it you want to do when you grow up?)

Aiyyo I’m gonna be on ti-dop, that’s all my eyes can see
Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly
I’ve been laying, waiting for your next mistake
I put in work, and watch my status escalate

Now I’ma start collectin props, connectin plots
networkin like a conference, cause the nonsense is yet to stop
Jakes shake me down, haters wanna take me down
Break me down, CLAP all they heard was the sound
Yo I scoped it out, I took your weak dream and choked it out
Your bitch don’t really got no ass, she just poked it out
on the deelow, I’m sayin, you versus me though?
We can do this shit right here, in front of your people
See time is money kid, and BS walks
And to me, it’s funny kid when you meet heads talk
I see Feds stalk, they wanna dig up the dirt
Son is it me they hawk, cause I be puttin in work Son?

Aiyyo I’m gonna be on ti-dop, that’s all my eyes can see
Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly
I’ve been laying, waiting for your next mistake
I put in work, and watch my status escalate

You cornballs get stonewalled, blackballed I own y’all
The veteran, runnin my plan I’m the better man
Crazy raw, doin my job like the mob
Blazin y’all, and disappearin in the fog
or a mist, and chicks can’t resist what I kick
They be beggin for attention or some more of the dillznick
Word up baby, someone may have to get hurt up baby
Shit is mad shady, but I got to get the gravy
Platinum respect like the force of a tech
keep you hittin the deck, feelin heat in your chest
Bangin your thoughts with the hot onslaught
A kid got shot on the spot for goin where he should not
Viciously, I make history, instantly
Those other lame ass loser ass niggaz, they can’t fuck with me
I’m doin my thing now, to lamp later on
Paid in the shade, with some fly gators on
But now I’m grimy as they get, mud on my pants and shirt
I bet you niggaz out here know, I be puttin in work

Aiyyo I’m gonna be on ti-dop, that’s all my eyes can see
Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly
I’ve been laying, waiting for your next mistake
I put in work, and watch my status escalate

*DJ Premier cuts and scratches "For the qualified pros"*

Work (Letra)

Bob Marley

Bob Marley

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Words and music: lou reed & john cale

Andy was a catholic, the ethic ran through his bones
He lived alone with his mother, collecting gossip and toys
Every sunday when he went to church
He’d kneel in his pew and say, "it’s just work,
All that matters is work."

He was a lot of things, what i remember most
He’d say, "i’ve got to bring home the bacon, someone’s got to bring home the roast."
He’d get to the factory early
If you’d ask him he’d tell you straight out
It’s just work, the most important thing is work
No matter what i did it never seemed enough
He said i was lazy, i said i was young
He said, "how many songs did you write?"
I’d written zero, i’d lied and said, "ten."
"you won’t be young forever
You should have written fifteen"
It’s work, the most important thing is work
It’s work, the most important thing is work

"you ought to make things big
People like it that way
And the songs with the dirty words – record them that way"
Andy liked to stir up trouble, he was funny that way
He said, "it’s just work, all that matters is work"
Andy sat down to talk one day
He said decide what you want
Do you want to expand your parameters
Or play museums like some dilettante
I fired him on the spot, he got red and called me a rat
It was the worst word that he could think of
And i’ve never seen him like that
It’s just work, i thought he said it’s just work
Work, he said it’s just work

Andy said a lot of things, i stored them all away in my head
Sometimes when i can’t decide what i should do
I think what would andy have said
He’d probably say you think too much
That’s ‘cause there’s work that you don’t want to do
It’s work, the most important thing is work
Work, the most important thing is work

Work (Letra)

Rihanna

Rihanna Part. Drake

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darling your dreams have been richer
on my knees and I’m wishing
You work hard, I’ll see you when I’m rich
You would think about how far from you I’m gon’ get
I go hard around you always
You give me something that I’ve never had
Something that you’ve never seen
Something that you’ll never leave
Just get rich and work, work, work
Work, work, work

Yeah, okay
You need to get done, done, done, done
Gotta work come over
We just need that slow the motion
Don’t give that away to no one
Long distance, I need you
When I see potential I just gotta see it through
If you had a twin I would still choose you
I don’t wanna rush into it, if it’s too soon
But I know that we need to get done, done, done, done
And you come over
Sorry if I’m way less…
I got a lot on my shoulders
Listen to me cause I’m older
Long distance, I need you
When I see potential, I just gotta see it through

Work (Letra)

Iggy Azalea

Iggy Azalea Part. Wale

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Walk a mile in these louboutins
But they don’t wear these shits where I’m from
I’m not hating, I’m just telling you
I’m tryna let you know what the fuck that I’ve been through

Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar care, back lanes
Three jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don’t know shit about where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from

No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of miami

I’ve been up all night, tryna getting rich
I’ve been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I’ve been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work

You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I’m trusting
Thorough bread in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind basically raped me
Ran through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning and now I’m passion the bar
Like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate be inconsiderate, but the industry took my innocence
Too late, now I’m in this, bitch
You don’t know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels

No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami

I’ve been up all night, tryna getting rich
I’ve been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I’ve been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work

Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain’t been easy
But cheers to peezy, for the weeks we lived out of duffle
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my mum, I love you
One day I’ll pay you back for the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
Sixteen you sent me through customs so
All aboard my spaceship to mercury
Turn first at the light that’s in front of me
Cause every night I’mma do it like it’s my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause its all that I ever had

Now get this work
Working on my shit