Poledancer (feat. Megan Thee Stallion)

Lyrics

Work-work, yeah, work
 Work-work
 Work, work-work-work
 Work, work-work-work
 Work out, work out
 I broke up with her, it ain't work out (work), work out
 Oh, look, my new work like to work out (work), work out
 She in the mirror, tryna work out
 Like, work out
 L-L-Look, look, look, look-look-look
 Pole dancer, pole
 Yeah, l-l-look, look, look, look
 Pole dancer, pole dancer, pole
 Uh, look-look, l-l-look, look, look-look-look
 What's up? What's up?
 Girl, I don't need you, I just want you, want you
 She said "I need to tell you something (something
 Boy, look, boy, I'm a freak, but I'm a woman"
 Hold up, she used to be my favorite cheerleader
 I ain't mad, I ain't mad 'cause she's a paralegal
 With a bag, with a bag
 Says Chanel on her purse, she ain't playing with these hoes
 I need head, lick my blunt, she keep playin' on the pole
 What you knew? What you know? Girl, you got a body
 Private show, she gon' show after nine-to-five
 I just wanna lay you up, I just wanna lay some pipe
 She get paid for Fashion Nova, so she need that stomach tight
 Fucking right
 Pole dancer, her DMs full of you niggas who got no chances (no)
 My DMs full of you bitches and some broke rappers (broke)
 Hold that, I digress
 Pitch two birds with just one pitch
 She need D and can't find gym
 I told her work out, work out (work)
 I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
 Oh, look, my new work like to work out, work out
 She in the mirror, tryna work out, work out
 L-L-Look, look, look, look-look-look
 Pole dancer (ah), pole (ah), pole (work out)
 Look, look, l-l-l-l-look, look, pole dancer (pole)
 Pole dancer, pole dancer (work out, work out) (Stalli)
 He said "I heard all of the best things in life come to you for free"
 I say "Baby, I know you ain't never met no bitch like me"
 He said "I heard you 'bout yo' money, I ain't think you was a freak"
 I invited all these bitches and they poppin' it for me, ah
 Work out, pull up, work out
 I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy, skrrt out
 Fuckin' with me, you gon' get turnt out, yeah, worked out
 Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
 Baow, baow, baow (shake that, shake that)
 Ayy, loving my pimping, he made me his lady
 I'm driving a Porsche with a bitch named Mercedes
 All of these niggas be beggin' for pussy
 Ain't givin' it to 'em, I'm makin' 'em pay me
 I'ma finesse him, and I'ma romance him
 He got in this pussy and shook like a dancer
 I need a boo with a real big ole' rooster (baow)
 To come to the coupe and then ruffle my feathers (ah)
 Work out, work out
 I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy, skrrt out
 Fuckin' with me, you gon' get turnt out, ayy, worked out
 Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
 L-L-Look, look, look, look-look-look
 Pole dancer, pole, pole (baow) (work out)
 Look, look, l-l-l-l-look, look, pole dancer
 Pole dancer, pole dancer (work out, work out) (baow)
 Ayy

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Song Details

Duration
03:30
Key
1
Tempo
134 BPM

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