Work It (Thong Song) ft. Ddlvee Lyrics

This bitch is a freak, she came in a thong

She's know I'm a dog, I brought her the bone

Bend it over you taking too long

A couple nuts and I'm going home

After I leave, stop calling my phone

Bitch, didn't I tell you I'm going home

Expensive trips, she like all my songs

This bitch keep saying I do her wrong

Stop running your little bitch give me that dome

Start with the head, you know I'mma beat it

I need the head, I feel like I'm bevis

Not giving up head, you need to seated

I need that shit bitch I won't repeat it

All over her mouth, the way that I skeeted

Might give her a ribbon the way that she eat it

I feel like Michael, she say I'm conceited

She got me like Malcolm, I be in the middle

She got a fat ass, I'm watching it jiggle

I'm sipping on lean, I'm drinking a little

She asking for love I gave her the pickle

grip on her waist, and bite on her nipples

I made her shit bounce, she's say that it tickle

Bitch, I'mma dog im straight out the kennel

Say, who do I trust? I gave her a riddle

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

If you see her in the club, better keep your distance

cause she wicked

So scandalous, another nigga couldn't handle it

She move that booty like a drug

She gon' let you buy a drink, and then go missing

She on demon time, the look in her eyes

So devilish

First off, face down, ass up

Ouu the way she do it

She gon' make me tell her pastor

You ain't got no bag, run along and get your cash up

If She ain't fucking with it, she blast off like NASA

Had to tell her pop it for a real nigga

In the field nigga

She ain't got the time to deal with you

Bottles full of liquor

I ain't worried about your feelings

I ain't Dr. Phil nigga

I'm a motherfucking fashion killer

Watch me blast a nigga

Bust that pussy open got her screaming holy smokes

I'mma put it in a casket, baby, all aside from jokes

Beat it up, leave her shaking like she caught the Holy Ghost

Ay, it's your body, you can freak if you want to

I came for that, baby

I came for that, baby

I came for that

I came for that, baby

I came for that

Work it, baby

I came for that

Work it, baby

I came for that

Work it, baby

I came for that

Work it, baby

If you see her in the club, better Keep your distance cause she wicked

So scandalous, another nigga couldn't handle it

She move that booty like a drug

She gon' let you buy a drink, and then go missing

She on demon time, the look in her eyes so devilish