You wanna know how I get away with everything?
I work
All the fucking time
From Monday to Friday, Friday to Sunday
I love it
I work
So when I say come on, I mean come on
You've got to work with me
Now, I don't wanna see any fake ass workers
I need real builders

Work, work it
Work, work to be a winner
Sweat, work it
Sweat, sweat to be a winner

I wanna smell you
Yeah, I wanna smell you
I wanna smell you, even from far away
I wanna smell you
I wanna feel you
So I can know if you are a winner, baby

Work, work it
Work, work to be a winner
Winners work it good
Sweat, sweat to be a winner

How does that feel?
Tell me, how does that feel?
Is sweat dripping down your balls? (Ha ha)
Well then you're not a winner yet
But come on

Work, work it
Work, work to be a winner
Sweat, work it
Work, work to be a winner

So now that we've got an understanding
I need to explain one last thing to you
When I say work I mean you've got to work for yourself
Love yourself, feed yourself
So you can be a winner
All together

Work, work it
Work, work to be a winner
Winners work it good
Sweat, sweat to be a winner
Work, yeah work it
Work, work to be a winner
Winners work it good
Sweat, sweat to be a winner

See you later

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Writer(s): Marie Davidson, Pierre Guerineau