Tay Money Lyrics
"Work Witcha"

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Hol' on, I needa get in there more often
Motherfuckas!

Work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work-work-work-work-work witcha
Work-work-work-work-work-work witcha
Bring it in (ooh, ooh)
Poke it out (bussin')
Stick it in (ugh)
Walk it out (yeah)
Bring it in (okay)
Poke it out (Tay)
Stick it in (Money)
Now walk it out

If you pull up with me then you know they gone stare (Tay)
Brand new bitch with the brand new hair (bussin')
Fuckin' with me got you good anywhere (work, work, work, work)
You talkin' that shit like you think that I care
Fuck all that talkin' let's get this shit poppin' (bih)
Usually on brown but tonight I'm on vodka
Linin' them shots up pourin' out a bottle (Money)
Bring that ass back let me see how it wobble (ass, ass, ass)
'Cause I'm way up, bitches need to pay up (Money)
Money is time why the fuck you think I stay up (uh)
Tay Money, And1 with the layup (ballin')
Been gettin' thick, yeah, boy, I got my weight up (Money)

Work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work-work-work-work-work witcha
Work-work-work-work-work-work witcha
Bring it in (ooh, ooh)
Poke it out (bussin')
Stick it in (ugh)
Walk it out (yeah)
Bring it in (okay)
Poke it out (Tay)
Stick it in (Money)
Now walk it out

Easy-peezy (ugh)
Lemon squeezy (hah)
I like when he tease me (yeah)
I'ma let 'em squeeze me (ooh)
Gettin' money easy (ooh)
I make it look breezy (Money)
Ice cold, wrist freezy (bussin')
Bad and she greedy (yeah)
Baby girl be needy (ooh)
Why you mad at me when yo man steady leavin'? (Huh?)
Drop it down low, just make sure that he breathin' (you okay?)
Ayy, repeat it
Ayy, repeat it

Work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work witcha
Work-work-work-work-work-work witcha
Work-work-work-work-work-work witcha
Bring it in (ooh, ooh)
Poke it out (bussin')
Stick it in (ugh)
Walk it out (yeah)
Bring it in (okay)
Poke it out (Tay)
Stick it in (Money)
Now walk it out

Work witcha
Work-work witcha
Why the fuck did I just annihilate this mic like that?
He ain't even do nothin' to me
How you doin?
I'm comin' out the booth