Work
Iggy Azalea feat. Wale Lyrics


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Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through

Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes
Three jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit about where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from

No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Sixteen in the middle of Miami

I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shit

Work, work, work, work yeah you know I got that soul
I'm just watching Iggy pop
Don't stop it girl, you rock 'n' roll
All she say is buy me clothes




She don't want my time she want the snort and my reply is nose (achoo)
I wonder, DC where I come from
Please believe I don't leave the scene
But they gon' fiend for me, down under
Ask beat, my youngins
Cobain, my soldier
Then Iggy called about the city, darling it's a Dundee like Paul Hogan
Hold up, they gon' play this for real
Hold up, I ain't playing with this here
Know what? I could skate with your chick
Nigga I caught her, you Foster, like "Australian for Beer"
Hold up, niggas start the show when he show up
With a lot of whores in that tour bus
Yet I'm still feeling myself, like Goldust
Better roll out, relax, and bring rollup
Better dress warm when that flow out
It's beyond something that y'all know about
Folarin the God, ho work out

You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels

No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Sixteen in the middle of Miami

I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shit

Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
One day I'll pay you back for the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
Sixteen, you sent me through customs so
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn First at the light that's in front me
'Cause every night I'ma do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
'Cause its all that I ever had

Now get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shit

Now get this work, now get this work
Now get this work, now get this work
Working on my shit

Overall Meaning

In "Work" by Iggy Azalea feat. Wale, the singer talks about her struggles getting to where she is now. She speaks about how she had worked hard despite having no money and no family support. The first verse talks about her frustration when people criticize her extravagant lifestyle while they do not know the struggles she had to go through to get there. She describes her past where she was from, which was the middle of Miami, and how she had to work multiple jobs and save up for a plane ticket. The singer then emphasizes that her success was not handed to her but required hard work and determination.


The second verse describes the singer's journey to fame, where she talks about how she worked hard to overcome any obstacles that came her way. She uses a word play and compares herself to a thoroughbred horse that was once housed in a small mud brick room. She then goes on to describe how the music industry changed her life and robbed her of her innocence. She ends the verse by stating that she had gone through much strain and difficulty, but she worked hard to earn her success, and now she is "passing the bar like a lawyer."


Overall, the song is about Iggy Azalea's hard work and determination to succeed in the music industry and how she overcame hardships such as having no money and no family support. Her lyrics celebrate the hard work that she put in to achieve her success and aims to inspire others to work hard for their dreams.


Line by Line Meaning

Walk a mile in these Louboutins
Experience the same life as I have lived


But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
The life here is different from where I grew up


I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm just being honest with you


I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through
I want you to understand what I have gone through


Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
I grew up in a rural area


Sugar cane, back lanes
My surroundings comprised of sugarcane fields and small by-lanes


Three jobs, took years to save
It took me a long time, working multiple jobs to save money


But I got a ticket on that plane
But I was finally able to buy a ticket to leave


People got a lot to say
People love to talk


But don't know shit about where I was made
But they don't know anything about my upbringing


Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Or how hard I had to work to get where I am today


Just to make it past where I am from
Just to overcome the hurdles of my past


No money, no family
I had neither money nor family support


Sixteen in the middle of Miami
I was only sixteen years old and had to make a life in Miami


I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I have been working very hard to become rich


Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I have worked hard in every aspect and tried to make the best of what I have


Now get this work, now get this work
Let's get back to work


You can hate it or love it
People can either like or dislike what I do


Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
I only believe in working hard and overcoming obstacles


Thorough bread in a mud brick before the budget
I come from humble beginnings


White chick on that Pac shit
I am a white female, inspired by Tupac's lifestyle


My passion was ironic
My passion was unexpected, given my background


And my dreams were uncommon
My dreams were not the standard for my surroundings


Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
I may have lost my mind, my first deal transformed me


Robbed blind, basically raped me
I was taken advantage of and robbed of my originality


Ran through the bullshit like a Matador
I fought through the issues like a Matador faces a bull


Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
It only made me more determined to succeed


And even the score
And to make things fair


So, I went harder
So, I worked harder


Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
I studied successful people until a deal was offered to me


Slept cold on the floor recording
I recorded my music while sleeping on a cold floor


At 4 in the morning
At 4 am


Immigrant, art ignorant
I come from an immigrant family and have limited knowledge about art


Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Your ill intentions actually benefited me


Hate to be inconsiderate
I don't want to seem rude


But the Industry took my innocence
The music industry corrupted me and took away my originality


Too late, now I'm in this bitch!
But it's too late now, I am already a part of the industry


Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
Girls from wealthy families do sexual favors for expensive shoes


What you call that?
What do you call that behavior?


Head over heels
They are infatuated with material objects and will do anything to get them


Pledge allegiance to the struggle
I am committed to working hard and overcoming hardships


Ain't been easy
It has been very difficult


But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel
But I am grateful for Peezy and the times we spent living out of bags


Bags is all we had
All we had was our bags


Do anything for my Mama, I love you
I would do anything for my mother and I love her


One day I'll pay you back for the sacrifice
One day I will repay my mother for the sacrifices she made for me


That ya managed to muscle
The sacrifices that she endured through sheer willpower


Sixteen, you sent me through customs so
At sixteen, my mother sent me through customs by myself


All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
I am embarking on a journey and departing from Earth (Miami)


Turn First at the light that's in front me
I am turning towards my future and following my dreams


Cause every night I'mma do it like it's my last
Because each night could be my last, I work like it's my last chance to achieve my dreams


This dream is all that I need
My dream is the most important thing in my life


Cause its all that I ever had
Because it is the only thing I have ever had


Now get this work, now get this work
Let's get back to work




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Jonathan Shave, Amethyst Amelia Kelly, Markous Roberts, Jason Pebworth, George Astasio, Natalie Sims

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Comments from YouTube:

@Graveyardguy

cant wait for "The New Classic"

@wordsbyniall

2 and 1/2 years old and never heard of the Wale version

@loserdust07

Iggy is NOT just starting out...she's been around for a few years now.

@cupcakke6914

This comment didn’t age well

@baddiedogma

@@cupcakke6914 😂😭💀

@whalewolf7477

@@cupcakke6914 Iggy still here and sounds amazing ;-;. Y’all tried to bury her

@endofaneraoutnow3473

It did tho. You commented 9 months ago. “Started”. & “KREAM” we’re out then

@matthewparker8280

Iggy is my fav rapper

@777letthelightin

Rapper?..oh

@777letthelightin

Tyquan Collier Shut the fuck up with your un even hair line.

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