(Verse: Camila)
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', I ain't wearin' na-nada
I'm sittin' pretty, impatient, but I know ya got to
Put in them hours, I'mma make it harder
I'm sendin' pic after picture, I'mma get ya fired
(Pre-Chorus: Normani)
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
(Chorus: Lauren)
You don't got to go to work, work, work, work
But you got to put in work, work, work, work
You don't got to go to work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh oh (x2)
(Verse 2: Ally)
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
Nothin' but sheets in between us, ain't no gettin' off early
(Pre-Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
(Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign)
Oh yeah, girl go to 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 her new Céline
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 won't judge, she finessing
I pipe her, she take that
Puttin' ovatime on your body
(Chorus)
(Outro: Camila)
Yeah, we can work from home (x2)
Yeah
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