OJ da Juiceman - Work It Out Lyrics
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    Work It Out

    [Hook]
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    Now, can you work it out? Can you work me out?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out
    Can you work me out? Can you work it?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out

    [Verse 1]
    What's up, little shawty? I'ma work you out
    Interfere your ass and your tail running routes
    Post up with them bricks, serve them straight out of your house
    Don't worry 'bout them neighbors, baby, you the only spouse
    With them bright green grass, words spitting out my mouth
    I can buy a whole team once I stretch it out
    You got too many pounds, baby, you need to work it out
    I'm icy as a fool, baby, the 'Crest ice me out
    In the strip club, Grants and Franklins jumps out
    Blowing on that loud, it's the kushman cloud
    Young Juiceman with more snow than the plow
    If you wanna know my life, I've been gangsta for a while

    [Hook]
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    Now, can you work it out? Can you work me out?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out
    Can you work me out? Can you work it?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out

    [Verse 2]
    Now, can you work it out, or can you work me out?
    Take you to the house, show you what I'm 'bout
    Twerk your back and mouth, girl, it's that dirty south
    They call me Young Juiceman and I got them grams
    Bouldercrest working with them stupid bands
    If you's a hot girl, them racks will make a fan
    If you's a freaky girl, then do a handstand
    You got on Juice shirts with the headbands
    Right wrist icy, girl, get his Caravan
    Purp buying, kush blowing from my Cali man
    If your boyfriend trip, a hundred shots like the Taliban
    Young Juiceman with the bricks in the trash cans

    [Hook]
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    Now, can you work it out? Can you work me out?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out
    Can you work me out? Can you work it?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out

    [Verse 3]
    Look at little shawty with that fat ass
    Sitting in them jeans remind me of them pound bags
    Busting down blocks, put them wraps in the bag
    You got a pretty face with that donkey in them pants
    Gucci stiletto heels, baby, you a made fan
    When I get you to the spot, I'ma [?] like some grams
    Headed to the 'Crest 'cause Juice a made man
    Bouldercrest working and I'm cooking right hand

    [Hook]
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    What's up, little shawty? What that thing do?
    Bust that thing open, your booty's so in tune
    Now, can you work it out? Can you work me out?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out
    Can you work me out? Can you work it?
    Can you stretch it out? Baby, I'ma work you out

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