Lyrics Turn Him Out - Yung Baby Tate
Yeah,
uh,
yeah
(HitKidd,
what
it
do,
man?)
I'm
just
tryna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
Gargle
on
his
ahh—,
then
spit
'em
in
his
mouth
(in
his
mouth)
I
told
him
slurp
me
up
like
spaghetti
(like
"ahh")
He
thought
he
was
a
freak
'til
he
met
me
(yah)
And
now
I'm
finna
show
him
what
it's
'bout
(yah)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
Tell
me
where
the
freaks
be
at?
I'm
tryna
see
'em
(yah)
All
up
in
my
section,
it's
packed
like
Coliseums
(yah)
They
say
the
nasty
boys
in
jail,
I
tell
"em
"free
'em"
(free
'em)
I'm
finna
put
that
n—
through
Hеll,
I'm
finna
heat
him
(ah)
Hot
like
a
sauna,
slipplin'
out
the
condom
(yah)
Freak
in
me
told
me
to
go
get
him,
so
I
got
him
(yah)
He
say
"you
nasty,"
I
said,
"what's
the
problem?"
(Uh-huh)
Don't
you
want
a
uh—
to
throw
that—
back
like
a
shot?
ummm
Yeah,
and
I
don't
need
chasers
(uh-huh)
Lady
in
the
streets,
dominatrix
on
paper
(uh-huh)
I'ma
do
a
trick
on
him
if
he
throw
that
paper
(yah)
Hit
him
with
that
gawk,
call
me
Tony
Hawk,
I'm
a
skater
(yah)
I
get
gnarly,
I
get
gross
(yah,
ah)
Wait
until
you
see
what
I
can
do
with
my
toes
(ah,
yeah,
ah,
yah)
I'm
finna
turn
that
n—
to
a
s—,
Amber
Rose
(ah,
yah,
ah,
yah)
And
then
I'm
bussin'
twenty
one
times
on
his
nose
(ah,
yah,
ah,
yah)
I'm
just
tryna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
Gargle
on
his
uhh—,
then
spit
'em
in
his
mouth
(in
his
mouth)
I
told
him
slurp
me
up
like
spaghetti
(like
"ahh")
He
thought
he
was
a
freak
'til
he
met
me
(yah)
And
now
I'm
finna
show
him
what
it's
'bout
(yah)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
show
this
mm—
every
position
in
Kama
Sutra
(yah)
Finna
put
his
big
oblongata
in
my
medulla
(yah,
mm)
I'm
finna
bust
open
wide
'cause
I'm
a
shooter
(what?)
Said
"I
never
did
this
before,"
well,
I'm
a
tutor
(ha)
Let
me
show
you
how
the
real
freaks
get
down
dirty
and
filthy
I
like
to
get
messy,
ain't
nobody
scared
of
a
lil'
skeet
(lil'
what?)
Buss
it
on
my
face,
they
say,
"nut
keep
that
skin
clean"
Put
it
on
him
so
good,
I
got
him
beggin'
me,
like
chill
please
(haha)
Hell
nah,
baby,
this
your
class
Use
your
tongue
when
you
lick
this
mm—
(yah)
Spittin'
on
it
make
it
look
like
glass
Up
and
down
my
neck,
my
back
(yah)
Just
like
that,
lick
my
neck
and
my
back
I
can
hop
on
it,
spin
around,
keep
the—
still
intact
(yah)
I
mean,
keep
the
d—
still
inside
(yah)
I
was
bumpin'
Trina
when
I
learned
how
to
ride
(yah)
I
was
scared
of
the
mm—
'til
I
heard
Kim
(yah,
ah)
And
listenin'
to
Nicki
taught
me
that
that
ménage
ain't
just
for
him
I'm
just
tryna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
Gargle
on
his
uhh—,
then
spit
'em
in
his
mouth
(in
his
mouth)
I
told
him
slurp
me
up
like
spaghetti
(like
"ahh")
He
thought
he
was
a
freak
'til
he
met
me
(yah)
And
now
I'm
finna
show
him
what
it's
'bout
(yah)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
I'm
finna
come
and
turn
him
out
(turn
him
out)
Hahahah
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