เนื้อเพลง Slight Work - Wale

Got work (Slight Work)
D-Town to the DMV
Diplo wassup
Got your girl going crazy
Drunk white b*tches
(work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)

[Wale]
I can do it all and it ain't no problem
Ain't nobody harder than a n*gga Folarin
B*tch I hard, I'm ballin' I'm globe trotting
And my flow art my n*gga, I'm Mozart with it
It's all good, I do this
I turn a straight prude b*tch into a nudist
Foolish I be on that new sh*t
And I'm blowing up like b*tches we went to school with
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
Lot of intuition I ain't even finish college
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Any broad better layer like I'm dressing for the fall, n*gga
And I'm all that, hit the passenger door
Shawty was Pinkberry sweet and I ain't lactose
I ain't tryna brag tho, I'm just know I'm that dope
Kick game Bo Jacks, my Bo Jacks Tai bo
Haha, and it ain't no problem, you race to these broads
I relay 'em, baton 'em
B*tches in here, one thou
But when you step out why the b*tches run out
Double MG sh*t I put the set down
Rick James back, bad b*tches on the couch
Ahh, wordplay, Olubowale 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 carrot cake
Let it marinate, you forever late
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

[Hook]
(Work it, work it)
Slight work, its light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
Slight work, light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work

[Big Sean]
B*tch you ain't a boss til you cut a pay check
Only thing between me and your b*tch is latex
Man, and I ain't into saving these hoes
My n*gga tell me where you see a cape at
B-I, B-I b*tch B-I-G
The two things I don't need are you and my ID
I'mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad b*tch
Green faces but a n*gga dodging yellow badges, wooop (sirens)
Cause I'm drunk, yeah ok
Under 25 living the f*cking life
White Amercia said I'll be doing 25 to life
And just for that, I'ma blow 25 tonight
You make 25 a year, I make 25 a night, woah
Blucka, blucka, blucka
B*tch get hit with my Ciroc Vodka choppa
(Go) takin' body shots, blocka, blocka, blocka
Probably in your girls dreams, probably in your daughter locker
Top floor like I'm out tanning
And they stole your whole delivery, now that's outlandish
I guess like good delivery, man, I'm outstanding
Car tinted, I'm in it, til like I'm out camping, goddamit
I'm one hell of a guy, looking down on a cloud, that's one hell of a high
B*tch, I gets ghost, the way she screaming Big
N*ggas couldn't tell if I was dead or alive

[Hook]

[Outro]
You already know, Finally Famous in this
D-Town to the DMV,
Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy, boiii, boi, boi

From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad b*tches tryna get with me
From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad b*tches tryna get on me
We need to see ID