Lyrics Wear You Out - Tyrone Briggs feat. Bernard Sharp

Said the thang so good, baby girl don't wanna share it
Way I put it on her you'll think she wanna wear it
Wide body frame like an instagram flick
Tap it twice, heart come out like an instagram pic

And she love to make it clap, liquor po' it up
Women looking worst, more a nigga sober up
Pullin out racks, she get a couple G's
She pullin out racks, we gettin double D's

Ex man she ain't love em, called the dude a lame
Said he never ate it, had to use my brain
Penny for my thought, hunnit of em, I'll explain
Baby girl keep it 100, think you really need some change

Couple bottles in the party, Beezy brought the loud
Feeling like I party, somewhere in clouds
Give it to that women like I'm tryna have a child
Everybody turning up, but you know it's going down

Hope you don't mind if I take my time
Trying to get to know that body better
Maybe we can take it slow, freak your mind
Just put me down

Baby girl I wear it out
No affection, kissing, or hugs
Baby girl I wear it out
Hit your ex, if you into making love
Baby girl I wear it out
Give her sex like the dealing with thug

Back it up like a vehicle got a rider boo
Pretty something thats stunting, strut in designer shoes
Man will turn her best something to her ex something
Tongue game in affect, she's coming like she left something

Body vicious, pretty enough to kiss it
French vanilla, butter peacan, chicolate, delecious
Hottest in the kitchen, touch her with oven mits if
Culinary is art, she the mona lisa of dishes

And I can sink a boat, in this chicks quick
Swimming in it for the gold, no olympics
No effection, just that seagrams Extra Gin
Grown known to get up in that women like Im estrogen

Hope you don't mind if I take my time
Trying to get to know that body better
Maybe we can take it slow, freak your mind
Just put me down

Baby girl I wear it out
No affection, kissing, or hugs
Baby girl I wear it out
Hit your ex, if you into making love
Baby girl I wear it out
Give her sex like the dealing with thug