Go to work ft. AlySlap Lyrics

Go to work, make it twerk, put my hand under your skirt

I'm a jerk, but I'm different from the people on the earth

Tryna see what you can do and how you move, I'm moving with you

I'm with the issue, maybe I won't miss you I'm the juice, I'm the truth, it's like I'm

walking on the roof I'm so high, I went outside with a fucking

parachute Out my mind, but I'm really known to ace

it every time If you tell me you can beat me, I'ma show

you you a lot In the night, moon creaking time

Blowing fifties lines like a mind Wap, get it, going swimming all inside

Hey, I'm on the rise, ain't no time for the time waste

Anybody try it, I'm a pro at playing mind games

Switch up when the time change, fuck out my face

Boy, I flip it, call my caddies, we gon' boost the Kelly crime rate

Tripping, you don't listen, I'ma put you in detention

Next time I ever mention something, bet you'll pay attention, huh

Go to work, go to work, go to work, go to work

Being obvi in the skirt, drop it low and make it work

Go to work, go to work, go to work, go to work

Being obvi in the skirt, drop it low and make it work

Pay attention to detail, this ish don't like we smell

Guess we not kissing no more, oh well

Go to work, up early in the morning, putting in work

Keep my weenie in the dirt when I'm tangling with Kurt

We don't flirt, we just look, set the hook, I'm a crook

Prime time, if she got a man, piss it, they will understand

I like them nasty like Cardi, go to work

Smoking like a Marley, it's in my roots, there is never a day

When I have nothing to do, no days off

Worming around inch, you will get laid off, no meat for you

I go to work like I'm thick like Megan

Beautiful like Aaliyah, you can rock my boat

And have your life vest, cause I use it as an ice chest

I can float, cause ribs are real deep, MC lighting deep

I need a control freak like Trina, but love me like Wampalea

Get closer, I'm so sexy when you check your faces

Classic material, go to work, work, work, work, work

Nigga, I'm a jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk

I put them in the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt

Then I hit it till it hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt

Go to work, nine to five, six to close

It's a mission, home from work

Chop the veggies, wash the rice

Cook the chicken, do it first

Whip the wife, grab the kids

Make decisions, TV on

With the fam, they upstairs, now you missing

Bout to put in that work

Time to hit that 9th position

Now they're chasing them skirts

I might talk my shit to itches

I'm a natural flirt

I might hit them with my lines

But don't none of them work

Nah man, that's what my itch

Think I'm out here when these streets kick

And do off of my instincts

On the grind to my click link

I'm out here chasing paper

Go to work, now my wrist blink