Work It Songtext
von 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 want 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′re 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 ha, well then you're not a winner yet!
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 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
Work it

Sweat
Sweat to be a winner