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reese – i love it (work) lyrics

[hook: reese]
man i love the work, man i love the work
man i love the work, man i love the work
man i love the work, your b-tch love this work
i hear i’m the worst, man i love this work
man i love this grind, man i love this work
man i love this coupe, man i love this house
man i love this ho, man i love this work
man i love my b-tch, man i love the work

[verse 1: partynextdoor]
i need a superstar b-tch to come f-ck me right now ‘cause i’m sick, i deserve it
what is a block to the sound, my cadillac clean, it’s so motherf-ckin’ perfect
just human, boy you the younger one
get them boys hundred and lots of them fendis
i told ‘em the only reason we still out here moving and grinding to get all of these millions
i took her out the sh-t, come stay with me yo
don’t waste my time, it’s too lit like a smoke
been seen sh-t like lenzo
i seen n-gg-s get bullied like debo
how do these n-gg-s try to talk to hijo
hits h-ts from the 6, b-tch
i got a fit b-tch, i don’t f-ck y’all n-gg-s
quick, better find an antidote
[hook: reese]
man i love the work, man i love the work
man i love the work, man i love the work
man i love the work, your b-tch love this work
i hear i’m the worst, man i love this work
man i love this grind, man i love this work
man i love this coupe, man i love this house
man i love this ho, man i love this work
man i love my b-tch, man i love the work

[harmonizing: partynextdoor]

[bridge: reese]
hey, i love it, i love it
woah, hey, hey, man i love the work
man i love the work
man i love my wrist, man i love my b-tch
yeah i love this foreign, yeah i love this whip
man i love this queso, man i love these chips

[verse 2: reese]
f-cked her brains out now she out of mind
met in miami, she from atlanta
shawty got that work like arm & hammer
p-ssy sweeter than some tropicana
you know i got it, got it, got it, got it, got it
got the work
i’m thinking money, money, money, money, money
money first
walk in this b-tch like i don’t give no f-cks, ay
i just care about the guapo, i’m gon’ run it up
if it ain’t ‘bout no swoosh no understandin’ ya
just know you gon’ get this work, you gon’ get this work

- reese lyrics

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