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Morrison Machiavelli - Work (Prod. By DR.L Beats) Lyrics



Morrison Machiavelli - Work (Prod. By DR.L Beats) Lyrics
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Baddest in the room no contest
Last call to the first I'm all me
Take it to the room from the lobby
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
Fashanovia and Dior
Got her looking like a store
See her dripping through to floor
With that fit you can't afford
Hit Miami for the beach
We don't even need to speak
Fly first class seats
Need a purse that's deep
With some Burberry mink
She ain't never wore Pink
VVS' on her necklace
Like a band each link
Twenty grand for the flight
She gon' blow it in a night
Double back to the A
From LA I lay the pipe
All colors off white
You know, you know what it is
Keep it popping online
She gon' do that for the bizz
But I put it on God
When she seeing how we live
Know she think it's a mirage
How we do it this big
Summer in the App
In the back of the whip
Put that on Snapchat
When she taking this shhh
This her favorite part
Let her play with this shhh
I can't even make her
Try to wait for this shhh
Last call to the first I'm all me
Take it to the room from the lobby
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
Solo you know you my uno truth
If you slip up get a whole new you
Windows tinted up
I be on you like masseuses
Double cup too lit
Not making no excuses
Girl got that fire
Underneath that attire
I aspire to be close to you
Touching that soul anew
Light in the shade
Watch it grow to a ray
Feelings been at bay
Ima raise with the waves
Why put in on display
We can take it to the shhh
I ain't never been afraid
But your body like shhh
If it's too soon
Lemme make a reservation
Put in a request
Press play like the stations
Love the way you work
Got me feeling so sure
I ain't needa Rolex
To confess what it's worth
What's up baby
Last call to the first I'm all me
Take it to the room from the lobby
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
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Baddest in the room no contest
Last call to the first I'm all me
Take it to the room from the lobby
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
Fashanovia and Dior
Got her looking like a store
See her dripping through to floor
With that fit you can't afford
Hit Miami for the beach
We don't even need to speak
Fly first class seats
Need a purse that's deep
With some Burberry mink
She ain't never wore Pink
VVS' on her necklace
Like a band each link
Twenty grand for the flight
She gon' blow it in a night
Double back to the A
From LA I lay the pipe
All colors off white
You know, you know what it is
Keep it popping online
She gon' do that for the bizz
But I put it on God
When she seeing how we live
Know she think it's a mirage
How we do it this big
Summer in the App
In the back of the whip
Put that on Snapchat
When she taking this shhh
This her favorite part
Let her play with this shhh
I can't even make her
Try to wait for this shhh
Last call to the first I'm all me
Take it to the room from the lobby
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
Solo you know you my uno truth
If you slip up get a whole new you
Windows tinted up
I be on you like masseuses
Double cup too lit
Not making no excuses
Girl got that fire
Underneath that attire
I aspire to be close to you
Touching that soul anew
Light in the shade
Watch it grow to a ray
Feelings been at bay
Ima raise with the waves
Why put in on display
We can take it to the shhh
I ain't never been afraid
But your body like shhh
If it's too soon
Lemme make a reservation
Put in a request
Press play like the stations
Love the way you work
Got me feeling so sure
I ain't needa Rolex
To confess what it's worth
What's up baby
Last call to the first I'm all me
Take it to the room from the lobby
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
I just wanna work your body
See that ass through the skirt lil mami
I just wanna work your body
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Writer: Luke Reynolds
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Morrison Machiavelli - Work (Prod. By DR.L Beats) Video
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Performed By: Morrison Machiavelli
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Luke Reynolds

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