Work With That (Remix) - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]

(DJ Skee)

Check it out baby girl, let me holla at you for a minute

If you get lucky, might throw some dollars at you for a minute

If I get lucky, you throw some knowledge at me

Sucky, sucky, I don't mind a little saliva at me

Long as you make me happy, at the end of the day

And complement whatever's at the end of your face

I see you grabbing your waist, t-t-t-turning me on

M-m-m-making me harder, p-p-p-pulling your thong

We could j-jump in the Charger, I can't wait 'til we get home

Heard you was a preacher's daughter, meaning you freakier than most

OK now take off your clothes, and do your thang

Show me all the tricks that you know with your tongue ring

Knowing damn well you will, don't tell me you ain't

Call me Shaq O'Neal when I'm going hard in the paint

Can you work with it?

If your boyfriend ask it, you gotta admit it

Speak the truth, tell him Jay Rock did it (no lie)

(DJ Skee, westside exclusive)

[Verse 2: AMG]

I can be ya little piggy, blame the sticky icky

Pick a bottle, get a glass, down it, sippy, sippy

I see ya baby, keep bouncing on ya tippy toes

When the beat drop, dip and make the booty roll

Cold piece of work, feeling at your miniskirt

It's saturday night, she'll probably wear that shit to church

Ya sick of lame dudes frontin' with atitudes

Talking bout they rims, and all they damn tennis shoes

I got some grown man game for ya blue tooth

I'm hot, middle of winter, coupe, no roof

You used to sushi, vino and some calamari

You want a nigga might grow up and be somebody

OT resorts by the sea

Sand between ya toes, umbrellas in your drinks

Worldwide [?], hit me on the Gmail

I brought my boy with me, so bring another female

[Chorus: Jay Rock & ?]

Diamonds on my fingers, up on my toes

Walked up in the party, and seen so many hoes

Can you work with that?

I can work with that

Cali to the A, we speedin' on the freeyway

In the stretch LS, baby, we hood fellas

Can you work with that?

I can work with that

(DJ Skee, D-D-DJ Skee)

[Verse 3: DJ Quik]

Lemme do my job, girl don't make it easy for me

Tomorrow morning, make my eggs with onions cheesy for me

Come get the keys to sweet to the suite up at the [?] hotel

[?] 24 and I'm gon meet you there

Take a bubble bath, get the robe out the closet

And wait for me, don't think that I'm afraid to toss it

Ya hate for me, stand you up it makes you nauseas

I'm late but can't go to sleep, 'cause your pussy gorgous

It's Quik baby, I didn't drop the DJ

You might see me in GA, just showing off my LA

So many apple bottom freaks showing belly

I might give her my celly, and take it to the telly

She in the Double Tree sweets, with her hands on her hips

I look in her eye, and smile on her lips

It's that southern hospitality, that's my reality

We hit the waffle house, and finish with some [?]

[Chorus: Jay Rock & ?]

Diamonds on my fingers, up on my toes

Walked up in the party, and seen so many hoes

Can you work with that?

I can work with that

Cali to the A, we speedin' on the freeyway

In the stretch LS, baby, we hood fellas

Can you work with that?

I can work with that

Diamonds on my fingers, up on my toes

Walked up in the party, and seen so many- (uhh)

Can you work with that?

I can work with that

Cali to the A, we speedin' on the freeyway

In the stretch LS, baby, we hood fellas

Can you work with that?

I can work with that