Work Lyrics - Meek Mill

1 Rolling, we're rolling!

2 Yeah!

3 [Chorus]

4 Riding with the stick, puffing on the purp

5 Overtime on you niggas, going to work!

6 I'm going to work, I'm going to work

7 Overtime on you niggas 'cause I'm going to work

8 I'm gonna get it any means necessary

9 'Cause you know I'm 'bout my paper like a secretary

10 I'm going to work I'm going to work I'm going to work

11 Gotta go to court tomorrow, DA on my dick

12 So I'mma wear my Audemar, just to make her sick

13 I might go yellow prezi on her, just to make her pissed

14 Then go home and break a brick and break it down to bacon bits

15 I'm going to work I'm going to work

16 The phone's popping, like we on the first

17 We up in Neiman's, we going berserk

18 A nigga cross me, he going to church

19 Ridin' through the hood, back of the 'Bach

20 Started in the front, now they in back of the back

21 No love for the haters, no rap for the rats

22 Velcro shorty, we strapper than strapped, work

23 Half you niggas telling so we never sell em work

24 They don't wanna come and get it then we mail em work

25 Put my money in it so you know it better work

26 And my shooters with me so you know they put it work

27 [Chorus]

28 I might go buy a boat tomorrow, just to take a trip

29 Big belly rude boy, bad Jamaican bitch

30 Or head straight to Colombia, I'm talking Bogotá

31 Ship em up to Philly, Milly living like he Gorbachev

32 Not the Reagen Era but a nigga making cheddar

33 ? and I'm never telling

34 The game sweet soda, seats watermelon

35 Clip full of sunflower seeds in my Mac-11

36 And I study motherfuckers like a student felon

37 Book bags full of blocks and those bitches selling

38 I'm going to work I'm going to work

39 I'm going to work I'm going to work

40 [Chorus]

41 Got some youngins that'll murder for a new bike

42 Have you looking like you're fresh up out a food fight

43 Spaghetti on your head, shirt ketchup red

44 Shooting banana clips, we ain't ever scared

45 Niggas say they looking for me, they ain't ever there

46 I'm like a Metro Phone Store 'cause I'm everywhere

47 I'm gone get it any means necessary

48 'Cause you know I'm 'bout my paper like a secretary

49 Gave my nigga fifty years, forever buried

50 He said he gon' make it home like he never worried

51 Free my homie Rick, and free the homie Brick

52 Doin' hard time, love the 36

53 Tried to get her number, shorty she ain't know me then

54 She wanna fuck me now, I'm like you dirty bitch

55 Rookie of the year, 'cause I murder shit

56 In them way back, 'cause it's Maybach

57 [Chorus]