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Work from Home (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Fifth Harmony

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
Ammo
Ammo
Programming
Dallas Koehlke
Dallas Koehlke
Programming
Ally Brooke
Ally Brooke
Vocals
Camila Cabello
Camila Cabello
Vocals
Dinah Jane
Dinah Jane
Vocals
Lauren Jauregui
Lauren Jauregui
Vocals
Normani
Normani
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Coleman
Joshua Coleman
Songwriter
Jude Demorest
Jude Demorest
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
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
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ammo
Ammo
Producer
Dallas Koehlke
Dallas Koehlke
Producer
Victoria Monét
Victoria Monét
Vocal Producer
Andrew Bolooki
Andrew Bolooki
Vocal Recording Engineer
Dexter Randall
Dexter Randall
Assistant Engineer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Daniela Rivera
Daniela Rivera
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

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'ma make it harder I'm sendin' pic' after picture I'ma get you fired I know you're always on that 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 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'ma 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 gettin' off early I know you're always on that night shift But I can't stand these nights alone (oh) And I don't need no explanation 'Cause, baby, you're the boss at home (yeah, yeah) 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 We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh, yeah, girl go to work for me (work for me) Can you make it clap, no hands for me? (Ooh, yeah) Take it to the ground, pick it up for me (uh, ayy) Look back at it all over me (oh, yeah) Put in work like my timesheet (oh) She ride it like a '63 (oh-whoa) I'ma buy her new Céline (oh) Let her ride in a foreign with me Oh, she the bae, I'm her boo And she down to break the rules Ride or die, she gon' go I'm gon' juug, she finessin' I pipe her, she take that Put in overtime on your body You ain't gotta go to work, no Work, work, work, work, work, work But you gotta put in work (oh) Work, work, work, work, work, work (ooh, yeah) You don't gotta go to work Work, work, work, work, work, work Let my body do the work (do work) Work, work, work, work, work, work (do work, yeah, yeah) We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh Yeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh Yeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh, 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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