Beat That Thang Down (feat. PnB Rock)

Yeah, yeah, oh, mmh Oh, oh yeah (Johnny Cash got the weight) No makeup on, in her pink panties I'ma beat that thang down, baby, don't panic Smellin' cookies and cologne, she got so nasty Can I hit it? She say, "Baby, you ain't gotta ask me" Just don't tell nobody (mm), I won't tell nobody Would you suck it if I eat it on the seat, we Posturepedic? Can I hit you on the camera while you watch it on yo' TV? Would you love me if I fuck you 'til you're numb? Soon as I arrive, I make you cum 'Fore we leave, I make her run (make her run) I'm a nigga from the slums (from the slums) No mixtape, burn with the drum I won't give a basic bitch no crumbs If I met you in the projects, would you set me up? Let them people know I'm 'round you just to wet me up (uh) She like, "Nigga be for real, they won't mess with us" You took me to the telly, put this on and F it up Project music got her shakin' all that ass She wanna fuck, but she don't know if I got cash yet She sent the number, but she never sent the address The total package like it's prison and she access You should let a real nigga beat that thang down (thang down) I be busy gettin' rich, yeah I don't hang out (I don't hang out) You won't meet another nigga with the same style (same style) I'm a beast on these beats, and I'm banged out (banged out) You should let a real nigga beat that thang down (thang down) I be busy gettin' rich, I don't hang out (hang out) You won't meet another nigga with the same style I'm a beast on these beats, and I'm banged out Ooh, ooh, I'm a beast on these beats, and I'm banged out Ooh, ooh, you should let a real nigga beat that thang down You should come through and let me put my thang on it (yeah) I'ma fuck around and make you tat my name on you (yeah) All 'em other niggas, they don't do the same for you (nah) You know me, I don't play no games with you (woo) Put that shit all in my face (all in my face) I love the way that you taste (way that you taste) I ain't got no time, I can't waste (I can't waste) I just wanna fuck you in my Wraith (skrrt) Shawty let me fuck you in my Benz too (skrrt) Fuck it girl, you should bring your friends too (bring 'em) Huh, let me show you what I'm into (yeah) Let me show you what I'm into Grip on your neck when I hit from the back I'm goin' crazy, I'm pullin' on tracks I'm off of a perky, I hope you can last Goin' all night, baby goin' all night Huh, but we ain't on no makin' love shit (nah) We can get high, catch a vibe, I got drugs (yeah) We can get high, catch a vibe, no cuffin' (yeah) We can get high, catch a vibe, on some thug shit You should let a real nigga beat that thang down (beat that thang down) I be busy gettin' rich, yeah I don't hang out (I don't hang out) You won't meet another nigga with the same style (same style, yeah) I'm a beast on these beats, and I'm banged out (yeah) You should let a real nigga beat that thang down (beat that thang down) I be busy gettin' rich, I don't hang out (I don't hang out) You won't meet another nigga with the same style (same style) I'm a beast on these beats, and I'm banged out (yeah) Ooh, ooh, I'm a beast on these beats, and I'm banged out Ooh (ooh), ooh (ooh, oh), you should let a real nigga beat that thang Ooh, oh-ooh Ooh, you should let a real nigga beat that thang down (Johnny Cash got the weight)