"Turnt Out" as written by and Terius Youngdell/mckinney Nash....
Oh babe, oh yeah.
Oh yeah.
Hoo hoo.
Yeah yeah.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Oh yeah.
Hoo hoo.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Hoo hoo.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
Hey oh

Let's make out, on the phone first.
You're my bakery, where's my dessert?
Shorty bring it home, you know flirt.
Just got off at five, now it's back to work.
Your second job is waiting on you,
This is exactly why them girls be hatin' on you.
You get up on it, look back at it.
Turn tricks on it, silly rabbit.

Push up on it.
Chest down. (Chest down.)
Close your legs.
Turn 'round. (Turn 'round.)
I ain't never ever ever, burned down. (Burned down.)
I'm a beast.

And I'm a do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.
I'm a do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.
(Girl I love ya'.)
I'm a do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.
I'm a do ya' 'till you're all (all all all) turnt out.

Now all I need is just a fraction. (fraction fraction fraction)
In just a little bit I'll have you ready for action. (action)
Endless satisfaction.
Got her open like a ?
Full of love girl pour it out. (pour it out, pour it out)
She's a mess, ah so
Always leave me on a high note. (high note)
She's a beast.

She got me all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
She got me all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
She got me all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
She got me all (all all all) turnt out.

Shorty got a little oh crazy.
Whenever I need savin', she on.
Ridin' it out like baby baby.
My bad I meant to say baby baby.
Goodnight, good mornin'.
Let's do it again.
Get over here woman.
I poached her up, then I coached her up.
And now she's a beast.

And we do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
Yeah we do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
Yeah we do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
(All the way.)
We do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
We do it 'till we're all (all all all) turnt out.
Ooh oh

Yeah.
Yessir.
Yessir.
That's my nigga' right there.
Uh, yessir.
Uh, yessir.
That's my nigga' right there.
Uh, yessir.
Uh. Yessir.
That's my nigga' right there.
Ooh oh
Yeah.


Lyrics submitted by jjjonatron

"Turnt Out" as written by Carlos Mckinney Terius Nash

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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