Wear You Out

Lyrics

[Intro] La, la, la, la La, la, la, la La, la, la, la La, la, la, la [Verse 1: Tyrone Briggs] She said the thing so good, baby girl don't wanna share it Way I put it on her, you would think she wanna wear it Wide body frame like an Instagram flick Tap it twice, heart come out like an Instagram pic And she love to make it clap, liquor, pour it up Women lookin' worst, more a **** sober up Pullin' out them racks, she got a couple G's She pullin' out them racks, we gettin' double D's Ex man never loved him, called the dude a lame Said he never ate it, had to use my brain Penny for my thoughts, hundred of 'em, I'll explain Baby girl keep it a hundred, think you really need some change Couple bottles in the party, Beezy brought the loud Feelin' like I party, somewhere in the clouds Give it to the woman like I'm tryna have a child Everybody turnin' up, but they know it's goin' down [Chorus: Bernard Sharp & Tyrone Briggs] Hope you don't mind if I take my time Tryna get to know that body better (Better, better) Maybe we can take it slow, freak your mind (Freak your mind) Just put me down Baby girl, I work you out No affection or kissin' or hugs, baby girl, I work you out Hit your ex, if you into makin' love, baby girl, I work you out (La, la-la-la) Give her sex like, she dealin' with the thug (La, la, la) Baby girl, I work you out (Pull up, roll up, pour up rounds) It's about to go down [Verse 2: Tyrone Briggs] Uh, back it up like a vehicle got a rider, boo (Boo) Pretty somethin' that's stuntin', strut in designer shoes (Hey) Man will turn her best somethin' to her ex somethin' Tongue game in effect, she comin' like she left somethin' (Go) Body vicious, pretty enough to kiss it French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate, delicious Hottest in the kitchen, touch her with oven mitts If culinary's the art, did the Mona Lisa of dishes (Right) And I can sink a boat, and this **** quick (Right) Swimmin' in it for the gold like Olympics (Hey) No affection, just some Seagrams Extra Gin And I'd be swimmin' in that woman like I'm estrogen [Chorus: Bernard Sharp & Tyrone Briggs] Hope you don't mind if I take my time Tryna get to know that body better (Better, better) Maybe we can take it slow, freak your mind (Freak your mind) Just put me down Baby girl, I work you out No affection or kissin' or hugs, baby girl, I work you out Hit your ex if you into makin' love, baby girl, I work you out (La, la-la-la) Give her sex like, she dealin' with the thug (La, la, la) Baby girl, I work you out (Pull up, roll up, pour up rounds) It's about to go down [Outro: Tyrone Briggs & Bernard Sharp] Baby girl, I work you out Just put me down (Down, down) Baby girl, I work you out And I know that body better yeah, oh