Beat Down (feat. Iggy Azalea)

What you looking at, do I got something in my eye? Do I got shit up on my face, or did my hair catch on fire? Cause you really really staring, am I something that you like? Geez, ask for my number or you can fly kites See I'm 'bout to get with it, I'm getting ratchet and livid You think I'm cool, then forget it You feeling froggy then ribbit Be like banana and slip it, before your melon I'll split it I bet you know what you see, oh my girl she deserve a Beat down Stop, wait Think about it Work, work, run up, if you want some Hear the drums how they beat here, that's how you done Wait, I should think about it, never mind it's a waste When the bitch hit the ground, how these Louboutins taste I'm sorry, club promoter, let's put this in the past It's just that bitch kept on staring, so I had to whoop that ass It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it 'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it 'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it You win some, you lose some But her, it's her day You win some, you lose some But her, it's her day Beat down It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it 'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it 'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it Beat down Check it out ladies, don't take no lip Take no lip, take take no lip If you ride for your girls, then pump your fist Pump your fist, pump pump your fist Now swing it at the ho that you think looking funny If she came with a man then take all his money It's the year of the woman, go grab a can of these whoppings And then as soon as she looking Aoki she gon' get it Beat down