Hook:
Working in the meadow
Working , working
She's working in the meadow
Working in the meadow
Working , working
She's working in the meadow
Working (she's working)
Its working in the meadow
Surfing( she's surfing)
For certain in the meadow
Working (She's working)
She's perfect in the meadow
Working (she's working)
She's working , she's working
Verse 1:
Get it how you living , I ain't tripping
Shorty you know how you do
On your hands and your knees in the meadow
You know how to move
And if your n***a tripping , then dismiss him
Shorty you know how he do
Then dance for me and bring it to the meadow
Always stripping in the district , you ain't switching
See you sticking to the crew
Bring em bands to me and whip in new stilettos
The kid about to get it from the city where the k**ers trained to shoot
(throw your hands for me , your hands for me)
Oh yeah, See you stripping and he tipping under strobe lights
Don't get offended how you living its your own life
Got credentials with the benjamins , the whole 9
And your n***a in the penitentiary for life
And your kid in elementary bout four/five
Got to feed him , how you eating ?
Take pride in your work girl
Ye ain't tired of the lines in your work girl ?
Big tipper , Big spender , Big pimpin , Big Interest
Big poppa remember september
We gon getcha out the projects
Move to Dacula
Heard its cooler
Hawaiian dine and Wine coolers
Open house in the hooters
Mami Chula , Pull up , Pull Up !
(Hook)
Imani Beau [Bridge]:
I tried my best to please
The tease (I love it)
I Love it when you watch me
I love ( I love it )
Verse 2:
Thought that he was for it , im supporting
Where he at now ?
Flourish in the forefront , started from the background
Bet I ball without a sport from recording I'm reporting from the cash now
All the days in auditoriums boring sporting cap gowns
Started as tourist in your temple , I was tempted ..I'm your man now
All the fans in the crowd and they friends chant im the man now
All my homies at the table with the bread and bu*ter rolling with the camp now (T$ME)
If you see it, want it , buy it ..you ain't got to camp out
In the village with the children , chilling bout to pull up to the villa
Cept I ain't got a villa or a million , just a vision and a stone cold feeling
Whether an Arm or a Leg and a Leg or an Arm and a Head (ALLAH)
All praise to the almighty , god body you could get it live in the flesh
To my wonderful women . woman a rib i'll give
Slave to the decimal and live by a check
Checking for the revenue a reverend repenting your sins
But a priest dont practice what he preach
You on your knees still adhering to s**
Holy Geez , Six degrees away from the best
Moving out the ghetto
On an intercontinental
When it mellows
Dont forget where you've been