Larry Gaaga & Davido – Work Lyrics

Larry Gaaga x Davido - Work

Larry Gaaga x Davido – “Work Lyrics

Intro;

Gaaga Muzik

Damn! Fresh On The Beat

Chorus;

Step inna the club (OBO Baddest)

All on my mind was for her to work work work

And after six bottles of gin and I still dey go on tour

You know that I gat you boo,

I say no running, no running

Gal I’m calling your body

Verse;

The way you shake that thing from right to centre

Baby you dey give me hell

No be say I come to play and you get kpeke

And e be like say your back don swell

Dey say I too like gals and I no get spec

Love them white and love them black

Love them good, onyoma do as I do

Oya let me tell you what to do

The way your booty slow

Gal the temperature is rising, my something is rising

No leave me go oo

I be making love to you from six (6) in the morning to seven (7) ooo

Why you dey here dey laugh me, dey look me like small boy, be careful ooo

Larry Gaaga!

Chorus;

Step inna the club (OBO Baddest)

All on my mind was for her to work work work

And after six bottles of gin and I still dey go on tour

You know that I gat you boo,

I say no running, no running

Gal I’m calling your body

Verse 2;

She say she want to know more about me and I say oh well

Ups and down, smiles and frown, turn around

Sometimes e be like say dem cast me spell

But baba God he keeps me on track

E get my front and he get my back

Love them good, onyoma do as I do

Oya let me tell you what to do

The way your booty slow oo

Gal the temperature is rising, my something is rising

No leave me go oo

I be making love to you from six (6) in the morning to seven (7) ooo

Why you dey here dey laugh me, dey look me like small boy, be careful ooo

Chorus;

Step inna the club (OBO Baddest)

All on my mind was for her to work work work

And after six bottles of gin and I still dey go on tour

You know that I gat you boo,

I say no running, no running

Gal I’m calling your body

Outro

Step inna the club (OBO Baddest)

All on my mind was for her to work work work

And after six bottles of gin and I still dey go on tour

You know that I gat you boo,

I say no running, no running

Gal I’m calling your body yeah ooo