I beat the pussy up like im rocky
Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby
Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut
Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up
Account overdraft what i got this debit for
She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father
J.i.g treating this beat like his girl, it gets the shivers
Ridin' with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers
Thinking he could beat me, his bean sized little mind made him
Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option
I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married
The bus is his raps which anyone can beat
My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep
Known for throwing up so ima vomit on this beat
Flexing in his picture, tryna make his muscles stick up
What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup
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