SONG ::::: Work from Home
BY :::::: Fifth Harmony
LANGUAGE ::::: English
GENRE ::::: Synthpop
FT ::::: Ty Dolla Sign
LYRICS ::::::: Joshua Coleman, Jude Demorest, Dallas Koehlke, Tyrone Griffin, Jr., Alexander Izquierdo, Brian Lee
ADDED ::::: 27 Feb 2016
RELEASE ::::: Ωmega39
WIKI LINK::::: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Work_from_Home
Format : MPEG-4
Resolution : 1080 P
File size : 115 MB
Duration : 3mn 39s
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Height : 1 080 pixels
Display aspect ratio : 16:9
Frame rate mode : Constant
Frame rate : 23.976 fps AUDIO Format : AAC
Format profile : LC
Bit rate mode : Constant
Bit rate : 126 Kbps
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Channel positions : Front: L R
Sampling rate : 44.1 KHz
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Quote:
(I ain't worried 'bout nothin')
(I ain't worried about nada)
I'm sitting pretty, impatient
But I know you gotta
Put in them hours
I'mma make it harder
I'm sending pic after picture, I'mma get you fired
I know you're always on the night shift
But I can't stand these nights alone
And I don't need no explanation
Cause baby, you're the boss at home
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home! (oh, oh, oh-oh)
We can work from home! (oh, oh, oh-oh)
Let's put it into motion
I'mma give you a promotion
I'll make it feel like a vacay
Turn the bed into an ocean
We don't need nobody, I just need your body
Nothing but sheets in between us
Ain't no getting off early
I know you're always on the night shift
But I can't stand these nights alone
And I don't need no explanation
Cause baby, you're the boss at home
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home! (oh, oh, oh-oh)
We can work from home! (oh, oh, oh-oh)
[Ty Dolla Sign - Rap Verse]
Girl gotta work for me
Can you make it clap, no hands for me?
Take it to the ground, pick it up for me
Look back at it all over me
Put in work like my timesheet
She ride it like a '63
I'mma buy a dose of it
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I'm her boo!
And she down to break the rules
La-di-da she gon' go...
I'm on drugs, she finessin'
I pill pop, she take that
Putting overtime on your body
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home! (oh, oh, oh-oh)
We can work from home! (oh, oh, oh-oh...) YEAH..!!
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