Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Turn Him Out, artist - Baby Tate.
Date of issue: 17.02.2022
Song language: English
Turn Him Out |
Yeah, uh, yeah |
Hitkidd, what it do, man? |
I’m just tryna come and turn him out (turn him out) |
Gargle on his (ah), then spit 'em in his mouth (in his mouth) |
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti (ah) |
He thought he was a freak till he met me (yeah) |
And now I’m finna show him what it’s 'bout (yeah) |
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 (yeah) |
All up in my section it’s packed like coliseums (yeah) |
They say the nasty boys in jail, I tell 'em «free 'em"(free 'em) |
I’m finna put that n— (ah) through hell, I’m finna heat him (ah) |
Hot like a sauna, slipping out the condom |
Freak in me told me to go get him so I got him (yeah) |
He say «you nasty"(yeah), I say «what's the problem?"(uh-huh) |
Don’t you want a (ah) to throw that … back like a shot (um) |
Yeah, and I don’t need chasers (uh-huh) |
Lady in the streets, dominatrix on paper (yeah) |
I’ma do a trick on him if he throw that paper (yeah) |
Hit him with that gawk, call me Tony Hawk, I’m a skater (yeah) |
I get gnarly (yeah) ooh (ah), I get gross (ah) |
Wait until you see (ah) what I can do (yeah) with my toes (ah) |
I’m finna turn a n— (ah) to a s— (mmh), Amber Rose (yeah) |
And then I’m busting twenty one times on his nose (ah, ah) |
I’m just tryna come and turn him out (turn him out) |
Gargle on his (ah), then spit 'em in his mouth (in his mouth) |
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti (ah) |
He thought he was a freak till he met me (yeah) |
And now I’m finna show him what it’s 'bout (yeah) |
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 (mmh) every position in Kama Sutra (yeah) |
Finna put his big oblongata in my medulla (yeah) |
(Mmh) I’m finna bust open wide 'cause I’m a shooter (what?) |
He said «I never did this before», well, I’m a tutor (ah) |
Let me show you how the real freaks get down dirty and filthy (filthy) |
I like to get messy, ain’t nobody scared of a little skeet (little what?) |
Bust it on my face, they say (ah) keep that skin clean |
Put it on him so good, I got him begging me, like chill please |
Hell nah, baby, this your class, use your tongue when you lick this (mmh) |
Spitting on it make it look like glass (yeah), up and down my neck my back (my |
back) |
Just like that, lick my neck and my back |
I can hop on it, spin around, keep the (ooh) still intact (yeah) |
I mean, keep the (ah, ah) still inside |
I was bumping Trina when I learned how to ride (ooh, yeah) |
I was scared of the (mmh) till I heard Kim (ooh, yeah) |
And listening to Nicki taught me that that minaj ain’t just for him |
I’m just tryna come and turn him out (turn him out) |
Gargle on his (ah), then spit 'em in his mouth (in his mouth) |
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti (ah) |
He thought he was a freak till he met me (yeah) |
And now I’m finna show him what it’s 'bout (yeah) |
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) |