Going To Work P-LO
"Going To Work" by P-LO, released in 2019, is a hip-hop track that captures the hustle and grind of daily life. The lyrics emphasize themes of ambition, perseverance, and the balance between work and play. With catchy beats and smooth flows, it resonates with young listeners navigating their careers. The song reflects contemporary urban culture and celebrates the grind. #HipHop
[Intro]
3 White hoes, I'm a giant in my city like fee fi fo
Shout out to the homies repping 3,5,4
We dont even need to talk bitch i need my dough (ugh)
Real talk you need to understand it
Getting money what the plan is
Young thug catch me chilling where the fan is
Hit a bitch once dip off then i vanish (ugh)
[Hook]
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
(Young, Rich, Motha Fucka)
Real Talk!
[Verse 1]
And im mobbin still, moving heavy in the streets like i body build
On the grind, trying to see how that Bugatti feel
They be talking bout that money, but its not as real
Oooh they dont really want it
Nooo they dont really want it
Young thug used to be up on the corner
Better leave your girl at home she a goner
Ugh, I'm a mack tho, tell a stuck up bitch, throw it back tho
No booty so I hit it from the back tho
Make it bigger you already know how that go (ugh)
And I'm still ridin, motha fuckas always hate I don't co sign em
Young rich motha fucka keep that dough pilin
Got your girl on my tip with no title (ugh)
3 White hoes, I'm a giant in my city like fee fi fo
Shout out to the homies repping 3,5,4
We dont even need to talk bitch i need my dough (ugh)
Real talk you need to understand it
Getting money what the plan is
Young thug catch me chilling where the fan is
Hit a bitch once dip off then i vanish (ugh)
[Hook]
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
I be going to work (going to work)
I be going to work (going to work)
Real talk (real talk)
(Young, Rich, Motha Fucka)
Real Talk!
[Verse 1]
And im mobbin still, moving heavy in the streets like i body build
On the grind, trying to see how that Bugatti feel
They be talking bout that money, but its not as real
Oooh they dont really want it
Nooo they dont really want it
Young thug used to be up on the corner
Better leave your girl at home she a goner
Ugh, I'm a mack tho, tell a stuck up bitch, throw it back tho
No booty so I hit it from the back tho
Make it bigger you already know how that go (ugh)
And I'm still ridin, motha fuckas always hate I don't co sign em
Young rich motha fucka keep that dough pilin
Got your girl on my tip with no title (ugh)
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