Tyson

You look so nice and
It ain't worth fighting
Sweet like icing
Tap her out
Beat it up like Tyson
Up like Tyson
Up like Tyson
Up like Tyson
Beat that, beat that
Up like Tyson

What you heard about
When you out
When we outgoing
I get word of mouth
She go south
Now her eyes rolling
I'm not one to pout
Imma bounce
If you not flowing
Imma put you out
Put you out
Put you out
Out

Hang with me
Smoke like this
She wanna take the Patek right off my wrist
She want the baby batter I don't want kiss
Shawty gone climb a ladder and suck my dick
She want the chit and chatter I got my fix
Ain't met a bitch that's more badder than my bitch
Told her that she can come ride if she drive stick
Now she look like she barely alive after I hit
Sugar baby told me that I'm cheap
You been on my dick too long
Had to bring the price down of your allowance that your getting every week
You ain't a freak if you letting niggas peak
That's why I gotta keep the main one locked down in the sheets
Imma beast, no leash while I'm pounding her cheeks
Imma feast, gotta eat I'm too hungry be in the street's begging for some money please

You look so nice
It ain't worth fight
Sweet like ice
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Up like Tyson

You look so nice and
It ain't worth fighting
Sweet like icing
Tap her out
Beat it up like Tyson
Up like Tyson
Up like Tyson
Up like Tyson
Beat that, beat that
Up like Tyson

Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
B-b-b-beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that, beat that
Beat that



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Writer(s): Devon Smith
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