| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Met her out in town
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| Got her on tequila
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| Made her turn her ass 'round
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Pull up in the car
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| Then let up the arms, suicide doors
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| I’m married to the game, never gettin' a divorce
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| Get in, baby this a coupe, ain’t no room to fit your friend in
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| Red bottom, whatever, your Christian, who is 'Boutin?
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| Kinda new to boutiques and I don’t do the salons
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| Swag kinda simple, I’m cute in Louis Vuitton
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| I’m headed to the 'telly, I wanna see you perform
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| No hood on the car, workin' on your vocals
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| Threesome after drinkin', grab a condom, we in motion
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| Break your bitch down, leave her sleepin' on the sofa
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| In the kitchen, broke a brick down, she ain’t even know it
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Met her out in town
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| Got her on tequila
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| Made her turn her ass 'round
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Out of town for the weekend, accompanied by three friends
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| I’m supplyin' all y’all drinks then
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| Vacationin' from work, end up takin' time off
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| Had to break up with her guy and feel like all men are dogs
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| Tequila kickin' as we talk and we talk
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| If she ain’t feelin' it, she would’ve been walkin' off
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| I’m about to 'scape away, she don’t leave
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| All I did was ask Sabatha, she won’t eat
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| Hotel room vacant, alone, she don’t sleep
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| Clothes off, on the sheets, provided we underneath
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| Hollerin' in between, I don’t get tired
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| But wonderin' why you sleep
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Met her out in town
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| Got her on tequila
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| Made her turn her ass 'round
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Opposite of normal
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| I’ma get her number, be a week before I call her
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| I can see the future and I’m just bein' honest
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| What I gotta do? | 
| I ain’t tryna meet your mama
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| I’ma get her loose, then I slang her this iguana
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| Actin' like she don’t but I know she really wanna
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| Break the bitch down if she ask of my karma
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| Won’t pick up the phone, make her turn into a stalker
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| Put her out the car, don’t perform and you’re walkin'
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| You was actin' bad, buy the part, don’t be heartless
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| You are not a star to a king and regardless
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| You don’t have a car and a section 8 apartment
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Met her out in town
 | 
| Got her on tequila
 | 
| Made her turn her ass 'round
 | 
| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down
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| I’ma break that bitch down |