Текст песни Work It Out

Chorus:
She got a booty hanging out her skirt,
She got her boobies poking out her shirt yeaaaaah
She hit the dance floor, and made it work,
Now all the other girls feelings hurt yeaaaah
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)

So baby girl you kno jus what you doing
You shouldn't be dressed like that people gone think you be prostituting
I don't mind though, in my eyes girl you fine so
You already know what I'm trying to do get you home and take my time on
You ooh, ooh girl you so nasty
You dropping it low I'm on my booty patrol and ain a damn thing getting past me
So go and gone swing my way, DJ let this song play
Crazy thoughts all in my mind but you give me the business all day
So can we make that happen? The vision is attraction
Said she had an A in math,
I'm the club lights, camera, action
Then came to action, right there on the dance floor
Ha, and this how I dance.
I said she work it out, while I work it out
Round 1, round 2, bring the curtains out
She a bad girl, with a perfect mouth
And a body (you only?) heard about

Chorus:
She got a booty hanging out her skirt,
She got her boobies poking out her shirt yeaaaaahThy Art Is Murder - Work It Out - http://ru.motolyrics.com/thy-art-is-murder/work-it-out-lyrics.html
She hit the dance floor, and made it work,
Now all the other girls feelings hurt yeaaaah
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
We gone get it poppin in this club, poppin in this club

Lil Mama had one hellava of walk and I know that she bad
(I see you flexin huh
I see you flexin huh)
From the look in her eyes I can tell that she wants me
(I fuck you right I will
I fuck you right I will)
Girl gone do what you gone do... in front of you
I'm known to make it rain, but it's all okay girl just for you
We all up in this club, I wanna make good love
Them other girls gone hate, but what you got is great
Your 5'5, brown eyes, and... coco, I see why every girl hate on ya
No lie, no lie. And no flex, no flex.
OHHHHHH girl you got it.

Chorus: (x2)
She got a booty hanging out her skirt,
She got her boobies poking out her shirt yeaaaaah
She hit the dance floor, and made it work,
Now all the other girls feelings hurt yeaaaah
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
Gone work it out, gone work (Yeaaah)
We gone get it poppin in this club, poppin in this club