The Fixxers, DJ Quik, AMG - Can U Werk Wit Dat letra (lyrics)
[The Fixxers, DJ Quik, AMG - Can U Werk Wit Dat letra lyrics]
Você sempre quer que eu falo coisa p'ra você?
O é que 'cê quer agora?
Você sempre 'tá querendo coisa?
Ah, agora eu entendo
Ah, você quer que eu faça isso? OK, 'tá bem
I can be a little picky
Blame the sticky icky
Pick a bottle get a glass
Down the sippy sippy i see you, baby
Keep bouncing on your tippy toes
When the beat drop
Dip and make your booty roll
Cold piece of work filling
Out your mini-skirt it's Saturday night
You'll probably wear that shit to church
You sick of lame dudes
Frontin' wit' an attitude
Talkin' bout their rims and all
They damn tennis shoes
I got some grown man game for your Bluetooth
I'm hot, middle of winter coupe no roof
You used to sushi, vino and some calamari
You want a nigga that might
Grow up and be somebody
OT resorts by the sea
Sand between toes, umbrella in your drinks
Worldwide AM, hit me on the Gmail
I brought my boy wit' me
So bring another female
Diamonds on my fingers, a couple on my toes
Walked in to the party and seen so many hoes
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
(I can work with that)
Cali to the A, we speeding on the freeway
In the stretch LS, baby, we hood fellas
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that? (I can work wit that)
Let me do my job, girl
Don't make it easy for me tomorrow morning
Make my eggs wit onions cheesy for me
Come get the keys to the
Suite up at the Sofitel
It's room 1024, and I'mma 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
You hate for me to stand you up
It makes you nauseous
I'm late but can't go to
Sleep because your pussy gorgeous
It's Quik, baby, I done dropped the DJ
You might see me in GA just showin' off my LA
So many apple bottom freaks showin' belly
I might give her my celly and
Take her to the telly
She in the DoubleTree Suites wit'
Her hands on her hips
A look in her eye and a smile on her lips
It's that southern hospitality
That's my reality
We hit the Waffle House and
Finish wit' some Alizé
Diamonds on my fingers, a couple on my toes
Walked in to the party and seen so many hoes
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that? (I can work wit that)
Cali to the A, we speeding on the freeway
In the stretch LS, baby, we hood fellas
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that? (I can work wit that)
O é que 'cê quer agora?
Você sempre 'tá querendo coisa?
Ah, agora eu entendo
Ah, você quer que eu faça isso? OK, 'tá bem
I can be a little picky
Blame the sticky icky
Pick a bottle get a glass
Down the sippy sippy i see you, baby
Keep bouncing on your tippy toes
When the beat drop
Dip and make your booty roll
Cold piece of work filling
Out your mini-skirt it's Saturday night
You'll probably wear that shit to church
You sick of lame dudes
Frontin' wit' an attitude
Talkin' bout their rims and all
They damn tennis shoes
I got some grown man game for your Bluetooth
I'm hot, middle of winter coupe no roof
You used to sushi, vino and some calamari
You want a nigga that might
Grow up and be somebody
OT resorts by the sea
Sand between toes, umbrella in your drinks
Worldwide AM, hit me on the Gmail
I brought my boy wit' me
So bring another female
Diamonds on my fingers, a couple on my toes
Walked in to the party and seen so many hoes
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
(I can work with that)
Cali to the A, we speeding on the freeway
In the stretch LS, baby, we hood fellas
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that? (I can work wit that)
Let me do my job, girl
Don't make it easy for me tomorrow morning
Make my eggs wit onions cheesy for me
Come get the keys to the
Suite up at the Sofitel
It's room 1024, and I'mma 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
You hate for me to stand you up
It makes you nauseous
I'm late but can't go to
Sleep because your pussy gorgeous
It's Quik, baby, I done dropped the DJ
You might see me in GA just showin' off my LA
So many apple bottom freaks showin' belly
I might give her my celly and
Take her to the telly
She in the DoubleTree Suites wit'
Her hands on her hips
A look in her eye and a smile on her lips
It's that southern hospitality
That's my reality
We hit the Waffle House and
Finish wit' some Alizé
Diamonds on my fingers, a couple on my toes
Walked in to the party and seen so many hoes
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that? (I can work wit that)
Cali to the A, we speeding on the freeway
In the stretch LS, baby, we hood fellas
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that?
Can you work wit that? (I can work wit that)