Wale - Slight Work lyrics

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Wale - Slight Work lyrics

Gotta work - slight work D - town to the DMV! Diplo, wa**up! "Work it, work it!" [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] "Work it!" It's light work Right work Wrong drink, the right work Work, work, work, work.. [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] Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy.. From the D-Town to the DMV, got all these bad b**hes Tryna get on me.. We need to see ID

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