Beat It Up

Chef Boy

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    You could catch me in a fast car, NASCAR
    I ain’t gotta act hard, backyard
    I’ll break a bitch for a tap car
    See a pussy, slap a pussy, 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 bitch butt naked all up on my cock
    But she gon’ have to, first walk from Slauson to Boston
    And you ain’t boss if your shit 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 shit
    You can’t cook, you can’t clean, make a sandwich, bitch
    I get guap, I get green, green lantern shit
    And you can never join the team without doing the standard shit
    Whoa
    But I’ma break a bitch if I can
    And I will break up, bitch, in Japan
    Nigga, been the man since I came out the womb
    My bitch is the shit you can smell her perfume
    Damn, and she 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 nigga
    Your bitch ain’t really bombing, just the titty picture
    And I be getting guap, you should see the differ
    So if your bitch is on my cock, then I'm leaving with her
    And I don’t just trick on just anybody
    I’ma fuck your girl while I'm doing pilates
    Have her pussy dripping while rocking her body
    I got niggas doing 16 just for flocking
    But I’ma bring it back on some other shit
    If I fuck your bitch fast, she gon’ love the dick
    I’ma bring it back on some other shit
    But if I fuck your bitch fast, she gon’ love the dick

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    And this is
    Fucking niggas over
    Gone

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