Got Work

[Intro]

I love you baby, I'll treat you right

I love you baby, I'll treat you right

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

[Verse 1]

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

Fifteen 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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2]

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, 'til you start to crack

She'll make you famous like the Stars and Straps

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!

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 3]

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 ya

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 ya

Take a picture, it will last longer, word

[Chorus]

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