Lyrics:

How ya doin, hug me, baby
You know I dont ask for much
But for a girl spendin time alone
Can be pretty rough


But I get a knock on my door
You know its yours for sure
We cant wait for the bedroom
So we just hit the floor


Is yall alright
I dont know, but I know what I know whats happened
to me, girl, hey
Is yall alright
Uh, break it down now


Is yall alright
I dont know, but I know what I know whats happened
to me, girl
Is yall alright
Uh, break it down now


He gotta work it out
He gotta work it out
A brother gotta work it out
Whoa...whoa...


Chad, blow your horn now
Come on, Chad, blow your horn now
Chad, blow your horn now
Come on, Chad, blow your horn now


So were shakin back and forth now
Just keep it comin, babe
Treat my body like a guitar
You gotta, you gotta keep on strummin'


But in the back of my mind
Is it gonna be the last time
Well, if it aint about eleven and you gon keep it
comin
Well, baby, with me thats fine


Is yall alright
I dont know, but I know what I know whats happened
to me, girl
Is yall alright
Uh, break it down now


Is yall alright
I dont know, but I know what I know whats happened
to me, girl
Is yall alright
Uh, huh, break it down now


He gotta work it out
He gotta work it out, whoa...
Brother gotta work it out
Oh...whoa...


Chad, blow your horn now
Come on, Chad, blow your horn now
Chad, blow your horn now
Come on, Chad, blow your horn now


I like this
Ooh...ooh...hey
Uh
Look-a here
Bring it


So baby, hold me
Like you dont wanna let go
Im so Foxxy
Cause boy, youre workin it out


My love youve given me a taste of your honey
I want the whole beehive
Im gonna call you my sugar to fly high
The sweetest time


You gotta work it out
You gotta work it out
Oh, you gotta work it out
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh


I like it when you hold your own
I like it when you hold your own
I like it when you hold your own
I like it when you hold your own


Austin better work it out
Foxxy better work it out
AP3 better work it out
AP3 better work it out