Rihanna's Work & Pour it Up - PMV by Quentin Junior

I'm in the car, feel my tire, tire,... tire

Join me, I deserve you

No time to have you lurking

Even though I may not like you

You know I don't want you to know this shit

Nobody touch me in the race

Nobody touch me in the crisis

I believe that all of your dreams are the real shit

You took my heart, all my keys, all my vision

You took my heart, all my *****, all my decoration

You were sick of my love, I brought for you for foundation

All that I wanted from you was to give me

Something that I never had

Something that you never seen

Something that you never been

But I wake up and I know nothing's wrong

Just get ready, feel work, work,... work

It's in me, I be work, work,... work

It's in me, do me, day, day...

That's how me body work, work,... work

La, la,...la

When you walk, I la, la,... la

I'm in the car, feel my tire, tire,... tire

Beg you something, please

Baby, don't you leave

Don't leave me stuck here in the streets

If I get another chance to

I would never, no, never neglect you

I mean, who am I to hold you back against you?

I just hope that it gets to you

I hope that you see this through

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