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rich homie quan feat. young thug – beat it up (feat. young thug) lyrics

why my b-tch cheating on me?
what the f-ck i do to her?
i ain’t did nothing n-gg-
why she wanna play with me?
my feelings done got involved
nah that b-tch can’t stay with me
swear to god on my grannie
rest in peace to, annie
now the b-tch got two daddies
this a reunion, no family!
i wanna f-ck you in your best outfit girl put in on, yeah
david copperfield, baby girl i can get it gone, nair
you the picture, imma 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 -ss to sleep, baby girl tempur-pedic
cuhz whip it up, in a pan like pita
love big t-tties, 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 r-t-rded, had to nickname lil b-tch. tortoise
shootin’ shots, i ignore it
pants saggin’ cause i walk around with that 40
n-gg- talkin’ beef, eat it up cause i’m hungry
f-ck yars, n-gg- im extortin’
feelin’ like j-prince n-gg-
j-prince son jas, f-ck with me 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 sh-t
kill a n-gg-, knock em off, what’s a f-ckin’ lawsuit?
shoot a n-gg- momma house up, no talkin’
(shh) too much talkin’…
ran out with a 100 bands, i ain’t playin’
cause the promoter, thought i was playin’
got a 2-2-3 lebron james, cleveland
why am i insecure bout my woman?

i don’t lick p-ssy but tonight i might eat it
i don’t want that sh-t lil b-tch, 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 f-ck with her, if she ain’t gon’ keep it
real with a n-gg- till the end, girl i need ya
let me put my d-ck inside your hole, peep it
thugga want your soul, he need it

she ain’t got too many times, she got 3 stripes like an adidas (ay)
let the lil b-tch come roll me like tempur-pedic (ay)
throw that p-ssy, i catch it like a receiver play
if she find out i cheated, she might just leave that day
put that lil b-tch on her feet, no bengay
jonesboro south raised me, that’s what kids say
and my diamonds they come wet like a fish tank
lil money big bank take lil bank (yeah)
lil n-gg- wanna play, i’ll leave em in a wheel chair
yellow bone b-tch from toronto, she a regular
when i kiss her, i be suckin on her neck like dracula
and i’m a motherf-ckin’ lion, n-gg- cats kill

- rich homie quan feat young thug lyrics

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