[Fifth Harmony]
(I ain't worried 'bout nothin')
(I ain't worried about nada)
I'm sitting pretty, impatient
But I know you gotta
Put in them hours
I'mma make it harder
I'm sending pic after picture, I'mma get you fired
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
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work, work