Works hard for the money

Uh uh uh uh

Chorus

She works hard for the money

So hard for it honey

She works hard for the money

And you better treat her right

Verse One: Charli Baltimore

Whatever you gotta do for the Prada

On sex each minute ten dollars

24 hours on Beauty Parlors

Poppin' that tower moves be power

Why ya'll sour I deals in bragoits

See my thugs just ahppy with Nautica sweats

While I look vexed these cats get over

Peace to the Rover, who sleep on the sofa

You nine to five, I'm five to nine

Sign dotted line, checks all mine

If ya'll haters wanna courtsy me fine

But I met mills, ya'll ain't worth a dime

Ain't worth my time, curves stay dented

Gotta do a bid, daddy watch the kids

Whatever I did, to get this cash

Did it hard, so spell me out real fast

Chorus

She works hard for the money

So hard for it honey

She works hard for the money

And you better treat her right

Verse Two: Charli Baltimore

Yo, yo, honey come, honey go

Money dough, money blow

Where should I begin, cash on end

Believe you me Charli pull no stunts

Jet black six stacks in the trunk

CB in a rut, work hard for the money

Trsut me boo, play hard for the money

Even if it's trippin', hey it's a living

Just make sure them old men is tippin'

Even the ones that be actin' hard

Put my mack down tehn get platnuim cards

Girls pop they four's, even drop they drawz

For the pool, the house and the parcae floors

Wanna take me out, don't need no roll

Impress me baby, my kids need clothes

If even I'm nervous, been out there flirtin'

One things certain, I'm always workin'

Chorus

She works hard for the money

So hard for it honey

She works hard for the money

And you better treat her right

Verse Three: Charli Baltimore

Yo I lie for the cash, die for the cash

Only time I'm on E, is when it's class

B fronted, don't Miss Thing lookin' pretty

Oh yeah baby, my bankbook pretty

Roll in a six, took his keys

My man stays at home, he cooks and cleans

While I get big, clockin' fast

He'll watch the kids, I'll watch the stash

And yo you think it's a figure of speech

When I say, I get six figures a week

And all ya'll think, that's ideal

I'm wit' fly wheels, in high heels

In tillin', that mink catch a feelin'

Heights in the billin' building, over seas dealin'

Yo you ain't treatin' me right

It's aight, cause at the end of the night

My money still tight

Chorus

She works hard for the money

So hard for it honey

She works hard for the money

And you better treat her right

She works hard for the money

So hard for it honey

She works hard for the money

And you better treat her right