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January, 12th 2017
The most American song in the genre of rap with a fairly aggressive, rhythmic sound. The classic sound of vocal recitative, coupled with electronic beat music. The student party with lots of alcohol, girls in minimum clothes and small hooligan antics like stealing a police car are the images, brought by this composition in our heads. Reference: More about "Work Hard, Play Hard" by American rapper Wiz Khalifa

Work Hard, Play Hard lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

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Work Hard, Play Hard Song Lyrics


Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
[Verse 1]
Diamonds all on my ring nigga
Gold watches, gold chain nigga
Hundred thou' on champagne nigga
Yeah my money insane nigga
Yeah I'm making it rain nigga
But I was just on the plane nigga
Buying gear, flying here
f**k what you heard, it’s my time of year
If I'm in the club, I get a hundred stacks
I'm always rolling up so I get love for that
Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back
My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that
You see it in my closet before it's on the rack
Was out there in Hawaii, now I'm goin' back
My nigga uh! I got so much money I should start a bank
So much paper right in front of me it's hard to think
Buy so many bottles it's gon' be hard to drink
But I'm still pourin' up and my family here and they rolling up so uh!
[Hook (x2)]
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
[Verse 2]
Hop your pretty ass up in this f**king car
b**ch I'm out this world, girl you know I'm a star
Used to buying rounds but now we buy the bar
Last year they had to ask now they know who we are
Boss sh*t, walk in the building, I own sh*t
You can tell by who I'm on the phone with
Yeah nigga talking about grown sh*t
Niggas too busy jacking my swag
Need to f**k around, get your own sh*t
Get your own cars, get your own clothes
Get your own smoke, get your own b**ch
You ain't reppin' my gang, get your own clique
[Hook (x2)]
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is
[Verse 3]
Go hard
Make sure you do whatever is that you gotta do, that's your job
And niggas gon' hate but that's no prob'
So hey f**k 'em don't need nothing from 'em
Some niggas talking but the sh*t they claiming don't mean nothing
It's straight from Cali, that's what's in my joint that's what I'm puffin', OG
And been one since I was young enough to know that everybody was gonna know me
Most niggas don't see
[Hook (x2)]
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard