Break the Bitch Down (feat. K. Camp)

Met her out of town

Met her out of town

Met her out of town

Met her out of town

Imma break the bitch down

Met her 'round town

Got her on tequila

Made her turn her ass 'round

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down

Pull up in the car

Then let up the arms, suicide doors

I'm married to the game, never gettin' a divorce

Get in, baby this is a coupe, ain't no room to fit your friend in

Red Bottom, whatever your Christian who is Boutin?

Kinda new to boutiques and I don't do salons

Swag kinda simple, I'm cute in Louis Vuitton

I'm headed to the 'telly, I wanna see you perform

No hood on the car, workin' on your vocals

Threesome after drinkin' grab a condom we in motion

Break your bitch down, leave her sleepin' on the sofa

In the kitchen, broke a brick down, she ain't even know it

Imma break that bitch down

Met her 'round town

Got her on tequila

Made her turn her ass 'round

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down

Out of town for the weekend

Accompanied by three friends

I'm supplying all y'all drinks then

Vacationin' from work end up takin' time off

Had to break up with her guy and feel like all men are dogs

Tequila kickin' in as we talk and we talk

If she ain't feelin' this she would've been walkin' off

Bae, I'm about to 'scape away, she don't leave

All I did was ask Sabatha, she won't eat

Hotel room vacant, alone, she don't sleep

Clothes off on the sheets

Provided we underneath

Hollerin' in between, I don't get tired

But wonderin' why you sleep

Imma break the bitch down

Met her 'round town

Got her on tequila

Made her turn her ass 'round

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down

Opposite of normal

Imma get her number, be a week before I call her

I can see the future and I'm just being honest

What I gotta do, I ain't tryna meet your mama

Imma get her loose, then I slang her this iguana

Actin' like she don't, but I know she really wanna

Break the bitch down if she ask of my karma

Won't pick up the phone, make her turn into a stalker

Put her out the car, don't perform and you're walkin'

You was actin' bad by the bar, don't be heartless

You are not a star to a king and regardless

You don't have a car and a section eight apartment

Imma break the bitch down

Met her 'round town

Got her on tequila

Made her turn her ass 'round

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down

Down, down, down, down, down, down

Imma break the bitch down