Work It Out Terrace Martin (Ft. Cordae)

[Verse 1: Cordae]
Yeah, so let's fuck again for old time's sake
I could make your behind shake like Beyoncé
You were supposed to be my goddamn fiancé
Instead you're with this lame ass nigga, Diante, beyond faith
What are the odds I catch you at this motherfuckin' mirage?
In this Vegas hotel gettin' a couples massage
Let's leave, we can fuck and get high
Then goodbye (Goodbye, goodbye, hah)

[Verse 2: Terrace Martin]
Feels like déjà vu
Old face, new day
It's so long since I've seen you
I think we need a rеdo, and it's real to me
Sometimеs I be lyin', lyin' to myself
Kinda fucked me up when you found somebody else
We didn't even try, we didn't even try
We didn't even try, we didn't even try to work it out, yeah

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3: Terrace Martin]
Well, I know this is kind of a lot
Honestly, why did we stop?
I really liked you a lot, I let you meet my mama
It's funny how life shit go
I could go my way, go yours
Girl, your body so cold (So cold)