Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Got Work, artist - Talib Kweli. Date of issue: 17.05.2010
Song language: English
Got Work |
| I love you, baby |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| I love you, baby |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it, huh) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| Yo, yo, yo, ignore the amateurs, you’re rolling with the glamorous |
| See all the clamor for the lights and the cameras? |
| They get scared when the glances turn amorous |
| Exposed to the heat, they go yellow like an amethyst |
| Used to be purple like the cannabis from welts and the bruises |
| Used to scream, help, it was useless |
| Escaped into the night with her life intact |
| A betrayal she described as a knife in the back |
| Stone cold killer, you’d probably shudder |
| At the amount of blood flowing through the Hollywood gutter |
| All because of the appetite for dreams that will eat you up inside |
| She on your mind probably keep you up at night |
| 15 minutes, that’s all she really need |
| Director yell cut, and we see how you really bleed |
| Stay in the game, stay in the frame |
| Say her name, fame, fame |
| I love you, baby |
| (Skip the foreplay) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (That's what they all say) |
| I love you, baby |
| (Skip the foreplay) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (Yeah) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it, huh) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| Yo, yo |
| She’s so fleeting, she’s so deceiving, she’s so misleading |
| She cut 'em open and bleeding, she got 'em overeating |
| She’s so hot, soda pop, she’s overheating |
| Her gun, American, her favorite rum, Puertorican |
| She’s like a monkey on your back, 'till you start to crack |
| She’ll make you famous like the stars of Strapped |
| The heart of the fact, to swallow that, she got a target on your back |
| Follow you until you drown in the sea of your sorrow |
| You overdose, she got you over, she got the potion |
| It’s not a joke, how she got 'em hoping she tried the coke |
| And everything designer, from the kind of drugs she do |
| To the attitude when she get tired of loving you |
| I hear them swear they don’t need her and throw dirt on her name |
| I’m out for the fortune, fuck Fame |
| I hear them swear they don’t need her and throw dirt on her name |
| I’m out for the fortune, fuck Fame |
| I love you, baby |
| (Skip the foreplay) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (That's what they all say) |
| I love you, baby |
| (Skip the foreplay) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (Yeah) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it, huh) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| Yo, yo |
| The mother cried, the butterfly was a caterpillar |
| Before he fell in love with Fame 'cause he had to feel her |
| The model hot, she swallowed shots, straight Tequila |
| The bottles pop, she love you but can’t wait to kill you |
| She lurking in the bushes, she the paparazzi |
| Her sex drive way faster than a Mazarati |
| Every relationship is work, this is not a hobby |
| She make you famous like Beyonce then she got your body |
| How she grimy like a project lobby |
| But still snooty, pack Louis Vuitton and act bourgey |
| She like a ghost 'cause I shudder when she pass through me |
| She yell, cut and you stop acting, it’s your last movie |
| She got you in the gym, she got you in the spa |
| Staring at the man in the mirror wondering who you are |
| You’re a superstar 'til she pass on you |
| Take a picture, it will last longer, word |
| I love you, baby |
| (Skip the foreplay) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (That's what they all say) |
| I love you, baby |
| (Skip the foreplay) |
| I’ll treat you right |
| (Yeah) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it, huh) |
| I got work for you |
| (Give it to me, girl) |
| I got work for you |
| Yo, yo |
| I love you, baby |
| I love you, baby |
| I’ll treat you right |
| I got work for you |
| I got work for you |
| I got work for you |
| I got work for you |