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Beat It (feat. Jacquees)

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]

Why my bitch cheating on me?

What the fuck I do to her?

I ain't did nothing nigga

Why she wanna play with me?

My feelings done got involved

Nah that bitch can't stay with me

Swear to God on my Grannie

Rest in peace to, Annie

Now the bitch got two daddies

This a reunion, no family!

I wanna fuck you in your best outfit girl put in on, yeah

David Copperfield, Baby girl I can get it gone, Nair

You the picture, I'mma put you on the wall

I'm the hammer, You the nail

Beat it up, beat it up, Beat it up, beat it!Put your ass to sleep, baby girl tempur-pedic

Cuhz whip it up, in a pan like Pita

Love big titties, turned on by them C Cups

Did a show in Boston drinking lean out a tea cup

No party, I'm sorry

Ridin' round in the motorcycle, no Harley

That lil ho retarded, had to nickname lil bitch.. tortoise

Shootin' shots, I ignore it

Pants saggin' cause I walk around with that 40

Nigga talkin' beef, eat it up cause I'm hungry

Fuck YARS, nigga im extortin'

Feelin' like J-Prince nigga

J-Prince son Jas, fuck with every time

I was in LA chillin' at Jas Prince house

A deal, I ain't never signed

I ain't never ever ever lost shit

Kill a nigga, knock em off for some fuckin' lawsuit

Shoot a nigga momma house up, no talkin'

(Shh) Too much talkin'...

Ran out with a 100 bands, I ain't playin'

Cut the promoter, thought I was playin'

Got a 2-2-3 Lebron James, Cleveland

Why am I insecure bout my woman?Why my bitch cheating on me?

What the fuck I do to her?

I ain't did nothing nigga

Why she wanna play with me?

My feelings done got involved

Nah that bitch can't stay with me

Swear to God on my Grannie

Rest in peace to, Annie

Now the bitch got two daddies

This a reunion, no family!

I wanna fuck you in your best outfit girl put in on, yeah

David Copperfield, Baby girl I can get it gone, Nair

You the picture, I'mma put you on the wall

I'm the hammer, You the nail

Beat it up, beat it up, Beat it up, beat it!I don't lick pussy but tonight I might eat it

I don't want that shit lil bitch, I just want my receipt back

She grippin' on my nuts, Michael Jackson I might beat it

Her first name Victoria, I know she got some secrets

I don't wanna fuck with her, if she ain't gon' keep it

Real with a nigga till the end, girl I need ya

Let me put my dick inside your hole, peep it

Thugga want your soul, he need itShe ain't got too many times, she got 3 shots like an Adidas (Ay)

Let the lil bitch come roll me like tempur-pedic (Ay)

Throw that pussy, I catch it like a receiver play

If she find out Im cheating, she might just leave today

Put that lil bitch on her feet, no bengay

[???] That's what kids say

And my diamonds they come wet like a fish tank

Lil money big bank take lil bank (Yeah)

Lil nigga wanna play, I'll leave em in a wheel chair

Yellow bone bitch from Toronto, she a regular

When I kiss her, I be suckin on her neck like Dracula

And I'm a motherfuckin' lion, nigga cats killWhy my bitch cheating on me?

What the fuck I do to her?

I ain't did nothing nigga

Why she wanna play with me?

My feelings done got involved

Nah that bitch can't stay with me

Swear to God on my Grannie

Rest in peace to, Annie

Now the bitch got two daddies

This a reunion, no family!

I wanna fuck you in your best outfit girl put in on, yeah

David Copperfield, Baby girl I can get it gone, Nair

You the picture, I'mma put you on the wall

I'm the hammer, You the nail

Beat it up, beat it up, Beat it up, beat it!

Songwriters

Williams, Jeffrey / Lamar, DequantesPublished by

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