Lyrics

P-Perry! Stop making a beat and talk to me Grrah! Yuh, I just pulled up on 'em with a beam, beam, beam I-I-I just pulled up on 'em with a bea-bea-bea-beam Lil' bitch, I just pulled up on 'em with a b-b-b-beam I just pulled up on 'em with a beam, beam, beam Yuh, he stop talkin' when he see the beam Ayy, yo lil' shawty suckin' cock I got his main bitch on her kn-kn-kne-knees N-n-no, they cannot touch the steeze (Never!) Leave his main bitch beggin', have her cryin' for the D-D-D Yah, uh, I got way too much guap, uh, yeah, uh I sip way too much Wock', huh, nah, uh I can't engagе with no thot, uh, yeah, uh She suck way too much cock, yeah Oh, hе too thick, is that frost? Like, yah, uh In a whip, then I drop that top, huh, yah, uh (Grrah) Why yo' bitch won't shoot her shot? Huh, yah, uh I'm with the clique, we on yo' block, uh, yah, uh Semi-automatic, way we come in, with them tools He want beef, like, "Who are you?" I hit his bitch up, what it do? His bi—, his bitch said she think that I'm a snack like Scooby-Doo Now she fuckin' with the crew and we gon' hit it for a few Lil' bitch, I got me some minions that would slime you, feel like Gru Yeah, that zaza what I grew, I saw that bitch and pour a deuce Ge-ge-get me on your song, and I might eat you like some food How the fuck I'm still a chick, but, yet, to you, I'm still that dude? Bi-bi-bitch, I am that legend, when I hear your shit I deafen If he ask too many questions, I'ma teach that boy a lesson Oh, he ain't pack the Smith & Wesson? Then I send that boy to Heaven Send that creep out to the gates if he too horny like he Kevin Beat him out his skin like Tekken, killin' beats is my profession I ain't said to live for seconds, only first 'cause I'm not precious I said, "Fuck all that depression," bitch, I'm lit, like, every second He don't think that I'm the best, then he get hit with no suppression I just pulled up on 'em with a beam, beam, beam I-I-I just pulled up on 'em with a bea-bea-bea-beam Lil' bitch, I just pulled up on 'em with a b-ea-ea-beam I just pulled up on 'em with a beam, beam, beam Yuh, he stop talkin' when he see the beam Ayy, yo' lil' shawty suckin' cock I got his main bitch on her kn-kn-kne-knees N-n-no, they cannot touch the steeze (Yeah) Leave his main bitch beggin', have her cryin' for the D Yeah
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