Rich Chigga - Working for It (Remix) lyrics

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Rich Chigga - Working for It (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: ZHU] You've been working here all night long Let me see if I can give you better Even when I'm far and gone I know you're working for it You've been working here all night long Let me see if I can give you better Even when I'm far and gone I know you're working for it I know you're working for it I know you're working for it [Chorus: ZHU] I'll make you better (I know you're working for it) (Money on my mind) I'll make you better (I know you're working for it) (Eyes on the dollar sign) I'll make you better (I know you're working for it) (Money on my mind) I'll make you better (Eyes on the dollar sign) [Verse 2: Rich Chigga] All I want is just the money Pockets at the gym 'cause they got a lil' chubby Never go out on a limb, not ya friend I'm not ya buddy 7 zeros be the flow, stew dough With the hoes going faster than a motherf**in' rally Never seen nobody flossin' like this Bank roll over reporters, s'why I named myself Rich Put in work, never worry 'bout a goading-a** b**h Why you hating when the resumé got the dollar signs in it? Working too hard, always got that back pain Every single night, I hit the port or the airplane Only time I's running when the cheques told me roll lanes Driving home, speeding past the cars when it's two lanes [Verse 3: THEY.] She want it all She working hard for the money, she want it all She want it all? She want it all She working hard for the money, she want it all [Verse 1: ZHU] You've been working here all night long Let me see if I can give you better Even when I'm far and gone I know you're working for it [Chorus: ZHU] I'll make you better (Money on my mind, money on my mind) I'll make you better (Eyes on the dollar sign, eyes on the dollar sign) I'll make you better (Money on my mind, money on my mind) (Travaillant pour elle) I'll make you better [Verse 4: Rich Chigga] Ay, dancin' in the crib Lil' shawty with a a**, she tryna strip Man, I shoulda brought the rubber, but she lickin' on my tip I'm on my young sh**, lights off, cuddle in the bed I'm on my dumb sh**, clothes off, rubbin' on her clit Why you talkin' all that sh**? Why you mad that I'm not lettin' your little p**y-a** win On a trip with Skrillex and he probably wanna trip Young boy told the world that I'm always off the sh**, sike Fetty, fetty, fetty Always workin' hard, but she never get the credit Erryday gettin' paid, every night she go and shred it Long dick, long pants, all she wanna do is grab it [Outro: THEY.] She want it all She working hard for the money, she want it all (Travaillant pour elle) She want it all? She want it all She working hard for the money, she want it all