How ya doin', honey baby
You know I don't ask for much
But for a girl spendin' time alone
Can be pretty rough
But I get a knock on my door
I know it's yours for sure
We can't wait for the bedroom
So we just hit the floor
Is y'all alright
I don't know, but I know what's happened
To me, girl, hey
Is y'all alright
Uh, break it down now
Is y'all alright
I don't know, but I know what's happened
Is y'all alright
Uh, break it down now
He gotta work it out
He gotta work it out
A brotha gotta work it out
Whoa... whoa
Damn blow ya horn now
C'mon, damn blow ya horn now
Damn blow ya horn now
C'mon, damn blow ya horn now
So we're shakin' back and forth now
Just keep it comin', babe
Treat my body like a guitar
You gotta, you gotta keep on strummin'
But in the back of my mind, I wonder
Is it gonna be the last time
Well, if it ain't about the lovin and you gon' keep it
Comin'
Well, baby, with me that's fine
Is y'all alright
I don't know, but I know what's happened
To me, girl
Is y'all alright
Uh, break it down now
He gotta work it out
He gotta work it out, whoa
Brother gotta work it out
Oh... whoa
Damn blow ya horn now
C'mon, damn blow ya horn now
Damn blow ya horn now
C'mon, damn blow ya horn now
I like this
Ooh... ooh... hey
Uh
Lookie here
Breathe
So baby, hold me
Like you don't wanna let go
Im feelin foxy
Cause boy your workin' it out
Baby you've given me a taste of your honey
I want the whole beehive
I'm gonna call you my sugar cause ive had
The sweetest time
You gotta work it out
You gotta work it out
Brotha gotta work it out
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I like it when ya horn go
I like it when ya horn go
I like it when ya horn go
I like it when ya horn go
Ha! Austin better work it out
Ha! Foxxy better work it out
Ha! AP3 better work it out
Ha! AP3 better work it out
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