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Slight Work Lyrics

Gotta work - slight work
D - town to the DMV!
Diplo, wassup!
"Work it, work it!"

[Wale]
I can do it all and it ain't no problem
Ain't nobody harder than a n**** Folarin
b****, I go hard, I'm ballin', I'm globetrottin'
And my flow art my n****, I'm Mozart with it
As often, I do this
I turn a straight prude b**** into a nudist
Foolish, I be on that new s***
And I'm blowing up like b****** 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****
And I'm all that, hit the passenger 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****** ain't around one thou
But when you step out, why these b****** run out
Double MG s***, I put the set down
Rick James that, bad b****** 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**** you ain't a boss 'til you cut a f*****' paycheck
Only thing between me and your b**** is a latex
Man, and I ain't into saving these hoes!
My n****, tell me where you see the cape at?
B-I-B-I b****, 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****
Green faces but a n**** dodgin' yellow badges
Woop! Cause I'm drunk..
Under 25, living the f***** 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**** 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 d*** it, I'm one hell of a guy
Looking down on a cloud: that's a hell of a high
b**** I gets ghost, the way she screaming "Big!"
n***** 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******
Tryna get on me..
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