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beat it up - mw4l lyrics

[intro]

ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, skkrt
(munt world, get all typa girls)
p*ssy ass n*ggas

[chorus]
if i’m with yah b*tch , then im beating her back up
(she)
spit on the d*ck, eat it back up (skkrt)
ain’t got no time for no hoe
while i’m running these racks up
you can get smoked tryna act up

[verse 1]
glock got a kickback
strong then a b*tch, like this hoe got a six pack
i be f*cking yah hoe, she in love, get yo b*tch back
beat a n*gga ass up, now his clothes looking mix match
shooting, connecting them bullets, like we playing tic tac
do a n*gga ass bad, leave his ass in a sh*t bag
his b*tch bad, broke her ass down like a kit kat
i be saucing to easy, she in love with the drip jack
no i can’t take her home, so i f*ck where you lay at
i ran off on the plug and on me i won’t pay that
i’m mw4l, so you know they go play back
i got quon in the cut and he stay where that k at
and we swiping your card, you know we don’t play that
when i go to sleep, i dream of that maybach
my n*ggas eat greedy, you hungry? then say that
i keep the bl!cky, it stay where my waist at
that p*ssy get wet, no need for that latex
i draw the picture and that’s where you trace at
she in love with the s*x, been f*cking since way back
put that on my momma
i’m all about dollars
you fw my commas
i shoot, where yo face at
(munt world)
[chorus]
if i’m with yah b*tch , then im beating her back up
(she)
spit on the d*ck, eat it back up (ayy)
ain’t got no time for no hoe
while i’m running these racks up
you can get smoked tryna act up
(skkrt)
i know you a b*tch tryna act tough
my n*ggas k!llas, we running in hoodie and masked up
put his face on a t, he get blast up
these n*ggas ain’t fw me, his b*tch answer to master (ayy)

[verse 2]
n*ggas feel sh*tty, cuz i do it with ease
b*tch talk to my d*ck, i say get on your knees
i’m from the northside
not from the shoreline
get hit with this, 4th kind
crunch his ass like pork rinds (skkrt)
lawton my city, you know i’ma claim mine (skkrt)
n*ggas turnt to a savage, sh*t happened, when la’munt died
(skkrt)
lil bro, i’m on yo side
you opened up both eyes
remember thuggin with my n*gga, them goat times
[chorus]
if i’m with yah b*tch , then im beating her back up
(she)
spit on the d*ck, eat it back up (ayy)
ain’t got no time for no hoe
while i’m running these racks up
you can get smoked tryna act up
i know you a b*tch tryna tough
my n*ggas k!llas, we running in hoodie and masked up
(munt world)
he run up on me, he get blast up
put his face up on a t, we had to put his ass up

[verse 3}
this sh*t is like magic, how i make it happen
n*ggas be talking, but ain’t about static (at all)
where i get the drip? got everyone asking (yes sir)
free all my brothers, them n*ggas get it bracking (on god)
the police be watching, they know that i’m packing
when i trap a lil harder, the money be stacking
i’m dunking like carter n*gga im about action
i f*ck on his daughter, that p*ssy elastic
ayy (ayyyyyy)
run up on me, get to blasting
ayy (ayyyyyy)
50 on me and it’s lasting
ayy (ayyyyyy)
so many fish in the sea and i’m casting
ayy
f*ck on
f*ck on his b*tch, cuz he ratted
ayy (skkrt)
she gone !
suck on this d*ck and get batted
ayy
i got the drip, from my daddy
ayy (on god)
f*ck on his sister, i’m petty
when i hit from the back, her legs move like spaghetti
ayy
[outro}
(if i’m with yah b*tch , then im beating her back up)
ayy
(spit on the d*ck, eat it back up)
munt world
(ain’t got no time for no hoe)
(while i’m running these racks up)
(you can get smoked tryna act up) )
and you know we get all type of girls
(put his face on a t, he get blast up)
n*ggas better stop playing with me
(these n*ggas ain’t fw me, his b*tch answer to master)
this sh*t too easy
(his b*tch answer to master

- mw4l lyrics

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