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Sean Paul - Give It Up To Me (feat. Keyshia Cole) [Disney Version] (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Funky Crashers
The Funky Crashers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Coleman
Joshua Coleman
Songwriter
Alexander Izquierdo
Alexander Izquierdo
Songwriter
Dallas Koehlke
Dallas Koehlke
Songwriter
Brian Lee
Brian Lee
Songwriter
DEMOREST CLAIRE ELISE
DEMOREST CLAIRE ELISE
Songwriter
Daniel Bedingfield
Daniel Bedingfield
Songwriter
Jude Demorest
Jude Demorest
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter

Lyrics

I ain't worried 'bout nothin' I ain't wearin' na nada I'm sittin' pretty, impatient, but I know you gotta Put in them hours, I'mma make it harder I'm sending pic after picture, I'mma get you fired I know you're always on the night shift But I can't stand these nights alone And I don't need no explanation 'Cause baby, you're the boss at home You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh Let's put it into motion I'mma give you a promotion I'll make it feel like a vacay, turn the bed into an ocean We don't need nobody, I just need your body Nothin' but sheets in between us, ain't no getting off early I know you're always on the night shift But I can't stand these nights alone And I don't need no explanation 'Cause baby, you're the boss at home You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh Girl, go to work for me Can you make it clap, going hands for me? Take it to the ground, pick it up for me Look back at it all over me Put it in like my timesheet She ride it like a '63 I'mma buy her no Celine Let her ride in a foreign with me Oh, she the bae, I'm her boo And she down, break the rules Ride or die, she gon' go I won't judge, she finesse I pipe up, she take that Putting overtime on your body You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh Yeah, we can work from home Yeah, we can work from home Yeah
Writer(s): Jude Demorest, Daniel John Bedingfield, Dallas James Koehlke, Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Brian Dong Ho Lee, Alexander Izquierdo, Joshua Emanuel Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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