Work Is Work
When it comes to life all we can do is work and try to make it
do the best we can all these nerves we try to shake it
tears falling down my face never fake it
boss tearing into me ill just sit and take it
I will make it through this week just man up and tank it
when it comes to money try to stack and bank it
its the weekend and time to turn up I will crank it
I got her big booty in the air I will spank it
poor up another one and let me drink it
I see the look in your eyes all you gotta do is think it
later that night we can talk and link it
than to the bedroom so I can sink it.
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