Work It Out Video (MV)

Baby girl let's work it out, Palettes
Don't worry bout no women if I had em
Remember me and you went to Atlanta
That thanksgiving day in Atlanta
The way she talkin, bet she from Louisiana yea
I'm head to toe and now I'm flexing for the camera
Cruising in the coupe and Niggas pouring up the juice
And I'm not going to the store and so I mix it with a Fanta yea
Smoother than a finger roll, bussing like a calico
College grad though but her booty be stupid
Her booty hit me like Cupid I know her rod game is stupid
I put her on my To Do list, my feeling just and illusion
It's a good feeling, when you get the rhythm
Realist no gimic, peep it cuz women be watching
Man I hate situations, when I'm losing my patients
We watch the game and it's changing, I just can't fit in with basics
J'adore you amore thanks for giving a call
You good at making them plays, your hall of fame on the way
It's like them faded to grey and it's just like on of them days
You poking at me I'm heated and I just needed my space
I took a random flight to spend the night and make it right
All I get is nigga you could do better
That empty feeling when we not together make it difficult
It's just the lack of effort or whatever
She dicy like a one way trip to Vegas
She make this special gravy like her granny it's amazing
Just wanna pull up like baby, like why don't you fix me a plate
Then We go straight back to the room, that's just a dream I assume
Know you want real things, so I give you the real me
Scores and the penalties, the pros and the cons
And it ain't no waving a wand like all my problems be gone
She could be fed to the top , I know she holding it down
You reckless when you outta town, if it's a game that mean you outdo bounds
The loud hitting so pacquioa, look at her hips and I forget whatever mattered
We hit the gas and then we taking off to Saturn
Now her friends be acting childish asking why her booty fatter
And then that could be the real but baby it don't even matter
I'm tryna show the genuine so you can see the person, never mean to hurt you
Baby girl let's work it out like Bally
Don't worry bout no women if I had em
Remember me and you went to Atlanta
That thanksgiving day in Atlanta
The way she talkin, bet she from Louisiana yea
I'm head to toe and now I'm flexing for the camera
Cruising in the coupe and Niggas pouring up the juice
And I'm not going to the store and so I mix it with a Fanta yea
Fuss it out and work it out just like, Palettes
Don't worry bout no women if I had em
Remember me and you went to Atlanta
That thanksgiving day in Atlanta
The way she talkin, bet she from Louisiana yea
I'm head to toe and now I'm flexing for the camera
Cruising in the coupe and Niggas pouring up the juice
And I'm not going to the store and so I mix it with a Fanta yea