[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 n***a 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?
Can you work with that?
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?
Can you work with that?
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?
Can you work with that?
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?
Can you work with that?
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?
Can you work with that?
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?
Can you work with that?
Can you work with that?
I can work with that