Fifth Harmony's Lauren Jauregui Confirms Ty Dolla $ign Romance On Instagram

I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
I ain't wearin' na-nada
I'm sitting pretty, impatient
But I know you gotta
Put in them hours
I'ma make it harder
I'm sendin' pic' after picture
I'ma get you fired

I know you're always on that 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
But you gotta put in work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work
Work, work, work, work, work, work

We can work from home, oh-oh, oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh

Let's put it into motion
I'ma 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

I know you're always on that 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
But you gotta put in work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work
Work, work, work, work, work, work

We can work from home, oh-oh, oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh

Oh, yeah
Girl, go to work for me (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 on for me (Oh, yeah)
Put in work like my timesheet (Oh)
She ride it like a 63 (Ooh, whoa)
I'ma buy her no Céline (Oh-oh)
Let her ride in a foreign with me

Oh, she the bae, I'm her boo
And she down to break the rules
Ride or die, she gon' go
I'm gon' juug she finesse
I pipe her, she take that
Puttin' overtime on your body

You ain't gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work (No)
But you gotta put in work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work (Do work)
Work, work, work, work, work, work (Do work, yeah, yeah)

We can work from home, oh-oh, oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh

Yeah, we can work from home
Yeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh, yeah

Mmm...
Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump

You got that good boy attitude and yeah, I kinda like it
You got the tats on your arm, got a bad girl excited
You put that bass in the beat, won't you beat it up inside it?
I got that pumps and a bump and you know you wanna try it

Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump
He like the girls with the pumps and a bump
Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump
I be that girl with the pumps and a bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I'm like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it
He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I'm like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

He got that rough neck swaggy, but he know how to hide it
He got that dope boy cash, but he get it nine to five-ing
He got a thing for them girls that make their money overnight-ing (money overnight-ing)
I know he bad for my health, but I still wanna try it (still wanna try it)

Pumps and a bump (oh), pumps and a bump
He like the girls with the pumps and a bump
Pumps and a bump (oh), pumps and a bump
I be that girl with the pumps and a bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I'm like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it (on it), one taste and he want it (one taste and he want it)
He like that bang, bang, bang, (he like that bang)
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb, (he like that bomb)
He like that love, love, love, (he like that love)
I'm like that drug, drug, drug, (I'm like that drug)
He trip when he on it (on it), one taste and he want it (one taste and...)

(Bang) He love that bang
(Bomb) He love that bomb, bomb, bomb
(Love) He love that thang
(Drug) He love that hit and run
He lose his brain
He going to stupid dumb
He stupid dumb, all he ever want is some

Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump
He like the girls with the pumps and a bump (oh)
Pumps and a bump (you know he wants some, wants some)
Pumps and a bump
I be that girl with the pumps and a bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bom, bom, bom
He like that love, love, love
I'm like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it
He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bom, bom, bom
He like that love, love, love
I'm like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it