Sweat It Out

Girl call Atisha, your beautician Cause your hair is gon need fixin' yeah Call atisha, your beautician yeah Uh uh uh yeah She got protection in her pocketbook She playin' hard but I know I got her shook Oh baby take it from me Baby like a crook I've been reading you Like an open book Sing it to me now Purse, shirt, skirt, yeah shawty take it off Necklace, my white tee, my nikes Shawty I'ma take it off She just got her hair did But you know I can't stop it And right after we're finished I'm gon' get your shit fixed [Chorus] Sweat it out, sweat it out, sweat it out Oh Gon sweat it out, sweat it out, sweat it out Oh Girl let's sweat it out, sweat it out, sweat it out Oh Let's sweat it out, sweat it out, sweat it out Oh (Verse two!) We're trading affection as I mess up her bang Hair everywhere all in her face (all in her face) Didn't mean to mess up a good thing (ehh) But I needed you babe (ehh) Don't be mad at me (uhh) You should've got braids Sing it to me now Purse, skirt, shirt, I'm glad that you took it off Necklace, white tee, my nikes, I couldn't wait to take it off I know you got your hair did But you know I couldn't stop it I told you once we finish That I would get your shit fixed [Chorus] The sweat is racin' down your spine I promise its gon' be alright Just call atisha your beautician I promise it will be just fine In two or three or hours You'll be smilin' She gon' get that hair bone straight And even though I got it all tangled I know you like the love we make The love we make The love we make The love we make The love we make I know you like the love we make The love we make I know you like the love we make The love we make