《Work Hard Play Hard》歌詞:by ERIKSEN MIKKEL HERMANSEN TOR THOMAZ C. LEVIN BENJA Wiz Khalifa mp3歌詞

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‘Work Hard, Play Hard’

“Work Hard, Play Hard”

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work, work, work, work

Work, work, work, work

[Verse 1]

Diamonds all on my ring nigga

Gold watches, gold chain nigga

Hundred thou’ on champagne nigga

Yeah my money insane nigga

Yeah I’m making it rain nigga

But I was just on the plane nigga

Buying gear, flying here

Fuck what you heard, it’s my time of year

If I’m in the club, I get a hundred stacks

I’m always rolling up so I get love for that

Them niggas stole my swag but I don’t want it back

My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I’m onto that

You see it in my closet before it’s on the rack

Was out there in Hawaii, now I’m goin’ back

My nigga uh! I got so much money I should start a bank

So much paper right in front of me it’s hard to think

Buy so many bottles it’s gon’ be hard to drink

But I’m still pourin’ up and my family here and they rolling up so uh!

[Hook (x2)]

The bigger the bill, the harder you ball

Well I’m throwing mine, cause my money long

The quicker you here, the faster you go

That’s why where I come from the only thing we know is

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work, work, work, work

Work, work, work, work

[Verse 2]

Hop your pretty ass up in this fucking car

Bitch I’m out this world, girl you know I’m a star

Used to buying rounds but now we buy the bar

Last year they had to ask now they know who we are

Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit

You can tell by who I’m on the phone with

Yeah nigga talking about grown shit

Niggas too busy jacking my swag

Need to fuck around, get your own shit

Get your own cars, get your own clothes

Get your own smoke, get your own bitch

You ain’t reppin’ my gang, get your own clique

[Hook (x2)]

The bigger the bill, the harder you ball

Well I’m throwing mine, cause my money long

The quicker you here, the faster you go

That’s why where I come from the only thing we know is

[Verse 3]

Go hard

Make sure you do whatever is that you gotta do, that’s your job

And niggas gon’ hate but that’s no prob’

So hey fuck ’em don’t need nothing from ’em

Some niggas talking but the shit they claiming don’t mean nothing

It’s straight from Cali, that’s what’s in my joint that’s what I’m puffin’, OG

And been one since I was young enough to know that everybody was gonna know me

Most niggas don’t see

[Hook (x2)]

The bigger the bill, the harder you ball

Well I’m throwing mine, cause my money long

The quicker you here, the faster you go

That’s why where I come from the only thing we know is

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

Work hard, play hard

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