Beat It Up lyrics

[Verse]
You could catch me in a fast car, NASCAR
I ain’t gotta act hard, backyard
I’ll break a b*tch for a tap car
See a pus*y, slap a pus*y, call you by your name
In this rap game, can’t be hanging with no lames
I’m the man, girlfriend, what you thought
Rims on my car, hell nah, I keep it stock
I be getting guap all day up on the block
Have your b*tch butt naked all up on my c*ck
But she gon’ have to, first walk from Slauson to Boston
And you ain’t boss if your sh*t came from the Slauson
And you can’t talk to me if your ass is always walking
I be getting green like I live in Milwaukee
Damn, you be demanding sh*t
You can’t cook, you can’t clean, make a sandwich, b*tch
I get guap, I get green, green lantern sh*t
And you can never join the team without doing the standard sh*t
Whoa
But I’ma break a b*tch if I can
And I will break up, b*tch, in Japan
n*gga, been the man since I came out the womb
My b*tch is the sh*t you can smеll her perfume
Damn, and shе mine
Big booty, big titties, all mine
I’m about to break her back, break her spine
I’m in the bed getting head all the time
She have to rewind when she see a n*gga
Your b*tch ain’t really bombing, just the titty picture
And I be getting guap, you should see the differ
So if your b*tch is on my c*ck, then I’m leaving with her
And I don’t just trick on just anybody
I’ma f*ck your girl while I’m doing pilates
Have her pus*y dripping while rocking her body
I got n*ggas doing 16 just for flocking
But I’ma bring it back on some other sh*t
If I f*ck your b*tch fast, she gon’ love the di*k
I’ma bring it back on some other sh*t
But if I f*ck your b*tch fast, she gon’ love the di*k
[Outro]
And this is
f*cking n*ggas Over
Gone