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Benzer Şarkılar
Krediler
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Britney Spears
Background Vocals
Anthony Preston
Background Vocals
Myah Marie
Background Vocals
Sebastian Ingrosso
Programming
Otto Knows
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Preston
Songwriter
Britney Spears
Songwriter
Otto Jettman
Songwriter
Sebastian Ingrosso
Songwriter
William Adams
Songwriter
Ruth-Anne Cunningham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthony Preston
Vocal Producer
Chris Kahn
Assistant Engineer
Ghazi Hourani
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Dennis
Assistant Engineer
Joe Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Joe Peluso
Mixing Engineer
Julian Prindle
Vocal Recording Engineer
Otto Knows
Producer
Sebastian Ingrosso
Producer
will.i.am
Producer
Padraic Kerin
Editing Engineer
Bradford Smith
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Şarkı sözleri
You wanna?
You wanna?
You want a hot body? You want a Bugatti?
You want a Maserati? You better work, bitch
You want a Lamborghini? Sip martinis?
Look hot in a bikini? You better work, bitch
You wanna live fancy? Live in a big mansion?
Party in France?
You better work, bitch, you better work, bitch
You better work, bitch, you better work, bitch
Now get to work, bitch! (ah-ah)
Now get to work, bitch! (ah-ah)
Bring it on, ring the alarm
Don't stop now, just be the champion
Work it hard, like it's your profession
Watch out now, 'cause here it comes
Here comes the smasher, here comes the master
Here comes the big beat, big beat to blast ya
No time to quit now, just time to get it now
Pick up what I'm putting down, pick up what I'm putting down
You want a hot body? You want a Bugatti?
You want a Maserati? You better work, bitch
You want a Lamborghini? Sip martinis?
Look hot in a bikini? You better work, bitch
You wanna live fancy? Live in a big mansion?
Party in France?
You better work bitch, you better work bitch
You better work bitch, you better work bitch
Now get to work, bitch! (ah-ah)
Now get to work, bitch! (ah-ah)
Break it off, break it down
See me come and you can hear my sound
Tell somebody in your town
Spread the word, spread the word
Go call the police, go call the governor
I bring the treble, don't mean to trouble ya
I make it bubble up, call me the bubbler
I am the bad bitch, the bitch that you're lovin' up
Hold your head high, fingers to the sky
They gonna try and try ya, but they can't deny ya
Keep it building higher, and higher
Keep it building higher, and higher
So hold your head high, fingers to the sky
Now they don't believe ya, but they gonna need ya
Keep it moving higher, and higher
Keep it moving higher and higher, and higher
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work (work)
Work, work (work), work
Work (work), work, work (work), work
Work it out (work it out), work it out, work it out (work it out), work it out
Work it out (work it out), work it out, work it out (work it out)
Work it out, work it out (work it out), work it out, work it out (work it out)
Work it out, work it out (work it out), work it out
You better work, bitch!
You better work, bitch!
Writer(s): Britney Spears, William Adams, Sebastian Ingrosso, Ruth Anne Cunningham, Otto Jettman, Anthony Preston
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