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[Verse 1]
(Kick it!) He say he wanna kick it, he just asking for the digits but I know, I know
Put it down and flip it, 'cause I know you tryna hit it on the low, on the low
What do I tell them? (Boy, bye)
What do I tell them? (Boy, bye)
Boy I'm not buyin' anything you sellin'
You think you Casanova, don't ya?
But I know that you tryna bend me over
[Verse 2]
(You wanna kick it) Wanna kick it
(Boy you ain't low, I think you flexin')
Tryna visit (I already know)
(Bend it over like Beckham)I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham
Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
Wanna kick it (Boy you ain't low, I think you flexin')
Tryna visit (I already know)
I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
[Verse 3]
Now do I look like I ball for the JV soccer team?
I peeped your whole philosophy, just call me Socrates
I know how this goes but no
Man, I can't even go like that
Can't believe you thought I was a hoe like that
I mean, I am, but damn, address me properly
Boy come correct, don't flex
Call collect, don't text
(I don't want no threads) Keeping receipts on what I said
If I said I wanted you, I prolly was teasin'
Try a little harder, it ain't gonna be easy
Come here baby, tell me what the hell was you thinkin'?
You know all the boys call me hell for a reason (You hell)
[Verse 4]
Wanna kick it, kick it yeah (Boy you ain't low, I think you flexin')
Tryna visit (I already know)
I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
Wanna kick it, kick it yeah (Boy you ain't low, I think you flexin')
Tryna visit (I already know)
I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it, yeah)
Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
[Verse 5]
I bet that I know what ya want
I know what ya tryin' to do
He said that he just wanna kick it
I must look like Boo Boo the Fool
I must got dummy written on my forehead
That's how you coming to me, as if I was born in
The middle of the night last night
That's the only way I'll be in your bed
Mista, mista, yo lips is crusty I don't wanna kiss ya (Ew)
Don't fuckin' touch me
Put yo crummy hands on me and I'm gonna kick ya
Right in the balls, I don't give a fuck
Try it again and you're pressing your luck
Don't hit me up on that dumb shit
I know wassup 'cause I ain't no dumb bitch
[Verse 6]
(Kick it, kick it, kick it, kick it, you wanna kick it, kick it, kick it, kick it)
You say you wanna kick it, I think you flexin'
I know you wanna see me bend it over just like Beckham
You say you wanna kick it, I think you flexin'
I know you wanna see me bend it over just like Beckham
[Verse 7]
Wanna kick it (Boy you ain't low)
Tryna visit (I already know)
I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
Wanna kick it (Boy you ain't low)
Tryna visit (I already know)
I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over)
[Verse 8]
But I don't rock like that
I done been around the block, been back
I done been around that track
And it's not going down like that
You know I don't rock like that
I done been around the block, been back
I done been around that track
And it's not going down like that
Written by: Yung Baby Tate
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