Diplo - Slight Work lyrics

[Intro: BIg Sean] Gotta work - slight work D - town to the DMV! Diplo, wa**up! "Work it, work it!" Probably got your girl going crazy Drunk white b**hes “work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)” [Verse 1: Wale] I can do it all and it ain't no problem Ain't nobody harder than a n***a Folarin b**h, I go hard, I'm ballin', I'm globetrottin' And my flow art my n***a, I'm Mozart with it As often, I do this I turn a straight prude b**h into a nudist Foolish, I be on that new sh** And I'm blowing up like b**hes we went to school with Ain't nobody checking for your garbage Lot of intuition, I ain't never finished college Never hit the mall and forever get it all Any broad bet I lay her like I'm dressin' for the fall, n***a And I'm all that, hit the pa**enger door Shawty was Pinkberry sweet and I ain't lactose I ain't tryna brag though I just know I'm that dope Kick game bojack, my Bo Jacks Tae Bo And it ain't no problem You race to these broads, I relay and baton em b**hes ain't around one thou But when you step out, why these b**hes run out Double MG sh**, I put the set down Rick James that, bad b**hes on the couch Word play, Olubowale is my first name I think I'm Koko B. Ware, you just a bird babe I got a pair of J's, I roll a pair of J's We up in Diamond Supply, spending that carat cake Let em marinate, you forever late A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state [Hook: Wale] "Work it!" It's light work Right work Wrong drink, the right work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work [Verse 2: Big Sean] b**h you ain't a boss 'til you cut a f**in' paycheck Only thing between me and your b**h is a latex Man, and I ain't into saving these hoes! My n***a, tell me where you see the cape at? B-I-B-I b**h, B-I-G Two things that I don't need are you and my ID I'mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad b**h Green faces but a n***a dodgin' yellow badges Woop! Cause I'm drunk.. Under 25, living the f**in life White America said I'd be doing 25 to life And just for that, I'mma blow 25 tonight You make 25 a year, I make 25 a night, whoa! Blocka blocka blocka! b**h get hit with my Ciroc-a Vodka chopper Taking body shots: blocka-blocka-blocka! Probably in your girl's dreams, probably in your daughter's locker Top floor like I'm out tanning And they stole your whole delivery now that's outlandish I guess like the delivery man, I'm outstanding Car tinted I'm in that tint like I'm out camping God damn it, I'm one hell of a guy Looking down on a cloud: that's a hell of a high b**h I gets ghost, the way she screaming "Big!" n***as couldn't tell if I was dead or alive [Hook: Wale] "Work it!" It's light work Right work Wrong drink, the right work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy.. "Work it!" It's light work Right work Wrong drink, the right work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work [Outro: Wale and Big Sean] From the D-Town to the DMV, got all these bad b**hes Tryna get on me.. We need to see ID