6 Inch Lyrics (Beyoncé)
6 Inch Lyrics (Beyoncé)
“6 Inch” is alternately a bumping and skittish song co-written with The Weeknd that describes a sex worker and evokes Donna Summer's 1983 hit “She Works Hard for the Money.” It samples Hayes's recording of Burt Bacharach and Hal David's “Walk on By,” the epic cover that inaugurated Hayes's 1969 album, Hot Buttered Soul.
6 inches is also part of the imperial measurement system, there are 12 inches in a foot (also written as 12” in 1') so 6 inches would be half a foot. One inch is 2.54 cm.
Beyoncé Song , Released On 2016.
6 Inch Lyrics
Six inch heelsShe walked in the club like nobody's businessGoddamnShe murdered everybody and I was her witness
She's stacking money, money everywhere she goes (you know)Pesos out of Mexico (de uno)Commas and them decimalsShe don't gotta give it up, she professional
She mixing up that Ace with that HennessyShe love the way it tastes, that's her recipeRushing through her veins like it's ecstasy (oh no)She already made enough but she'll never leave
Six inch heelsShe walked in the club like nobody's businessGoddamnShe murdered everybody and I was her witnessShe works for the moneyShe work for the money from the start to the finishAnd she worth every dollarShe worth every dollar and she worth every minute
She works for the moneyShe works for the moneyShe works for the moneyShe works for the money
She stack her money, money everywhere she goes(She got that Sake) Her Yamazaki straight from Tokyo(Oh baby you know) She got them commas and them decimalsShe don't gotta give it up cause she professional
Six inch heelsShe walked in the club like nobody's businessGoddamn (goddamn)(Baby) She murdered everybody and I was her witnessShe works for the money (works)She work for the money (works) from the start to the finishAnd she worth every dollar (worth)She worth every dollar (worth) and she worth every minute
Stars in her eyesShe fights for the power, keeping timeShe grinds day and nightShe grinds from Monday to FridayWorks from Friday to SundayShe gon' slangShe too smart to crave material thingsShe pushing herself day and nightShe grinds from Monday to FridayWorks from Friday to Sunday, ohStars in her eyesShe fights and she sweats those sleepless nightsBut she don't mind, she loves the grindShe grinds from Monday to FridayWorks from Friday to Sunday, yeah, yeahShe gon' slangToo smart to crave material thingsStacking her paperStacking her cake upShe grinds from Monday to FridayWorks from Friday to Sunday
Six inch heelsShe walked in the club like nobody's businessGoddamnShe murdered everybody and I was her witnessShe works for the moneyShe work for the money from the start to the finishAnd she worth every dollarShe worth every dollar and she worth every
Oh, gonna make you feelYou always come back to meCome backCome backCome backCome back, come back, come back.
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