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beat king – stopped lyrics

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[hook: beatking]
i used to give a f-ck but then i stopped
i used to entertain these hoes but then i stopped
i used to f-ck with fake n-ggas then i stopped
i used to help a lot of losers then i stopped
then i stopped, b-tch i stopped
now all i do get the f-cking guap
then i stopped, b-tch i stopped
now all i do get the f-cking guap

[verse 1: beatking]
head down make that p-ssy pop
your girl on my d-ck because of the diamonds on my watch
club god, club godzilla turn your main b-tch into a thot
i used to text that b-tch back but then i stopped (salty)
she come up off that p-ssy, now she shady
she gon’ throw that -ss for me that’s my baby
my whole squad in this b-tch deep and we got paper
and we ain’t trippin’ of a hater cause we’ll erase ’em
pull up in a benz with a bad b-tch and h-lla friends
and they all talk about it
c-sharp and d-bando in the motherf-cking maserati
club godzilla looking for a girl with sloppy toppy
kick her out my car, her p-ssy boring like hobby lobby
dripping sauce like my sauce n-ggas
beatking kong i’m a motherf-cking boss n-gga
money in the vault n-gga
gettin’ to the paper won’t stop
make that p-ssy pop like
hold up b-tch

[hook: beatking]
i used to give a f-ck but then i stopped
i used to entertain these hoes but then i stopped
i used to f-ck with fake n-ggas then i stopped
i used to help a lot of losers then i stopped
then i stopped, b-tch i stopped
now all i do get the f-cking guap
then i stopped, b-tch i stopped
now all i do get the f-cking guap

[verse 2: beatking]
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas cause they talkin’
my b-tch she don’t f-ck with b-tches cause they jealous
if that p-ssy is on fleek, b-tch imma sell it
texas hammer gang b-tch i roll with felons
don’t plex with this
your gal all in my dm messages
your b-tch she give me neck like exorcist
it’s club god but my d-ck evil
house in the woodlands now i live by the rich people
i did gave a f-ck but i stopped
i got two sl-ts in the drop
if they don’t f-ck they kicked out
all my music slowed like i’m watts (still bumping that screwed up)
tell your man i’m a dog, b-tch cujo
hittin’ l!cks in the whip where the roof go
i was gettin’ money while you hoes was drinkin’ nuovo
5 years and i ain’t fell off yet
in the galeria givin’ ratchets heart attacks
ain’t n0body tellin’ “b-tch let me see it” but pimp c
so me and him started that

[hook: beatking]
i used to give a f-ck but then i stopped
i used to entertain these hoes but then i stopped
i used to f-ck with fake n-ggas then i stopped
i used to help a lot of losers then i stopped
then i stopped, b-tch i stopped
now all i do get the f-cking guap
then i stopped, b-tch i stopped
now all i do get the f-cking guap