Lyrics Poledancer (feat. Megan Thee Stallion) - Wale

Work-work, yeah, work
Work-work
Work, work-work-work
Work, work-work-work

Work out, work out
I broke up with her, it ain′t work out (work), work out
Oh, look, my new work like to work out (work), work out
She in the mirror, tryna work out
Like, work out
L-L-Look, look, look, look-look-look
Pole dancer, pole
Yeah, l-l-look, look, look, look
Pole dancer, pole dancer, pole
Uh, look-look, l-l-look, look, look-look-look

What's up? What′s up?
Girl, I don't need you, I just want you, want you
She said "I need to tell you something (something
Boy, look, boy, I'm a freak, but I′m a woman"
Hold up, she used to be my favorite cheerleader
I ain′t mad, I ain't mad ′cause she's a paralegal
With a bag, with a bag

Says Chanel on her purse, she ain′t playing with these hoes
I need head, lick my blunt, she keep playin' on the pole
What you knew? What you know? Girl, you got a body
Private show, she gon′ show after nine-to-five
I just wanna lay you up, I just wanna lay some pipe
She get paid for Fashion Nova, so she need that stomach tight
Fucking right

Pole dancer, her DMs full of you niggas who got no chances (no)
My DMs full of you bitches and some broke rappers (broke)
Hold that, I digress
Pitch two birds with just one pitch
She need D and can't find gym

I told her work out, work out (work)
I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
Oh, look, my new work like to work out, work out
She in the mirror, tryna work out, work out
L-L-Look, look, look, look-look-look
Pole dancer (ah), pole (ah), pole (work out)
Look, look, l-l-l-l-look, look, pole dancer (pole)
Pole dancer, pole dancer (work out, work out) (Stalli)

He said "I heard all of the best things in life come to you for free"
I say "Baby, I know you ain′t never met no bitch like me"
He said "I heard you ′bout yo' money, I ain′t think you was a freak"
I invited all these bitches and they poppin' it for me, ah
Work out, pull up, work out
I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy, skrrt out
Fuckin′ with me, you gon' get turnt out, yeah, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo′ back out, make him tap out
Baow, baow, baow (shake that, shake that)

Ayy, loving my pimping, he made me his lady
I'm driving a Porsche with a bitch named Mercedes
All of these niggas be beggin' for pussy
Ain′t givin′ it to 'em, I′m makin' ′em pay me
I'ma finesse him, and I′ma romance him
He got in this pussy and shook like a dancer
I need a boo with a real big ole' rooster (baow)
To come to the coupe and then ruffle my feathers (ah)

Work out, work out
I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy, skrrt out
Fuckin' with me, you gon′ get turnt out, ayy, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo′ back out, make him tap out

L-L-Look, look, look, look-look-look
Pole dancer, pole, pole (baow) (work out)
Look, look, l-l-l-l-look, look, pole dancer
Pole dancer, pole dancer (work out, work out) (baow)
Ayy