Letra
[Verse 1]
Shawty Crunk on the track
[Verse 2]
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
[Verse 3]
Work till you can't feel it
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
[Verse 4]
DJ, turn me up a little notch
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work it, work it dip it low
Work it, work it dip it low
[Verse 5]
I got some Xans mixed with Perc'
I'm shooting shots, said let 'em call me Young Durk
I guess she wanna slurp
She got the thirst
I popped a couple Percs
Slow down, I need some syrup
Sweets and swerve
HOB merge
Yep, I'm from the hood, but I hit the suburbs
Then the shows got served
Just like a bird
It don't matter if it's his or hers
Got to work like a clerk
Work, work don't stop
I'm riding in my drop top
The kids are saying stop
Looking out for the cops
I smoke a lot of that lamp
But I heard your mixtape flop
And now you work at IHOP
Your side job, barber shop
And she want my John Hancock
I'm from the school of hard knocks
I hate to be a little jock
But your little bitch all on my cock
R.I.P, Tupac
I love a bitch that give top
We fame in the Marriott
I'm higher than a helicopter
[Verse 6]
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
DJ, turn me up a little notch
[Verse 7]
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
[Verse 8]
Work it, work it dip it low
Work it, work it dip it low
[Verse 9]
Yeah
I'ma work work till it hurt
I got a joint full of that Perc'
I'm the highest **** on the earth
The girls show me what's the work
Let the youngin' insert
She got Louis V on her purse
Tell her put it down and go to work
Put it down and go to work
[Verse 10]
She make me cash out like the first
Work, work, work till you can't feel
Or work till your bunions hurt
Your boyfriend ain't shit
He standing looking like dirt
DJ, stop the music
His ass 'bout to get murked
Everybody rockin' stupid, silly ho
We in the back and he rolling up that 'do
I got a lock, got a telly, girl let's go
And when we get in the lobby, tip-toe
And when we get in my room, let it go
Ride me like the rodeo
Shake it fast, beat it up, go slow
And you know I love it when you touch your toes
[Verse 11]
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
[Verse 12]
DJ, turn me up a little notch
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work, work don't stop
Work it, work it dip it low add
[Verse 13]
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work till you can't feel it
Work it, work it dip it low
Work it, work it dip it low
Written by: Brandon Reed, Kendell Johnson
