Lyrics:

You wanna
You wanna

You want a hot body?
You want a Bugatti?
You want a Maserati?
You better work bitch

You want a Lamborghini?
Sippin martinis?
Look hot in a bikini?
You better work bitch

You wanna live fancy?
Live in a big mansion?
Party in France?
You better work bitch

You better work bitch
You better work bitch
You better work bitch
Now get to work bitch!

Ah, ah, now get to work bitch
Ah, ah

Bring it on
Rring the alarm
Don't stop now
Just be the champion
Work it hard
Like it's your profession
Watch out now
Cause here it comes

Here comes the smasher
Here comes the master
Here comes the big beat
Big beat to blast off
No time to quit now
Just time to get it now
Pick up what I'm putting down
Pick up what I'm putting down
......
Break it off
Break it down
See me come and you can hear my sound
Tell somebody
In your town
Spread the word
Spread the word

Go call the police
Go call the governor
I bring the treble
That mean the trouble on
I make the governor
Call me the governor
I am the bad bitch
The bitch that you'll never know

Hold your head high, fingers to the sky
They gonna try to try ya'
But they can't deny ya'
Keep it building higher, and higher
Keep it building higher, and higher

So hold your head high, fingers to the sky
Now they don't believe ya', but they gonna meet ya'
Keep it building higher, and higher
Keep it building higher, and higher, and higher

Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out
You better work bitch
You better work bitch