Beckham

Lyrics
[Intro] Don't be hittin' me up talkin' 'bout you wanna "kick it" I know exaaactly what you tryna do, boy! (Kick it!) [Verse 1] He say he wanna kick it, he just asking for the digits but 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 buying anything you sellin' (Boy, bye) You think you Casanova, don't ya? But I know that you tryna bend me over [Chorus] (You wanna kick it) Wanna kick it (Boy, you ain't low) (I think you flexin') Tryna visit (I already know) (I know you wanna) I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) (Bend it over like Beckham) Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) (You wanna kick it) Wanna kick it (Boy, you ain't low) (I think you flexin') Tryna visit (I already know) (I know you wanna) I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) (Bend it over like Beckham) Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) [Verse 2] 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 ho 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) [Chorus] Wanna kick it (Boy, you ain't low) (Kick it, yeah) Tryna visit (I already know) I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) (Bend it, yeah) Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) Wanna kick it (Boy, you ain't low) (Kick it, yeah) Tryna visit (I already know) I know you wanna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) (Bend it, yeah) Tryna bend me over like Beckham (Bend it over) [Verse 3] I bet that I know what ya want I know what ya tryin' to do He said that he just wanna kick it (Huh) 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, your lips is crusty, I don't wanna kiss ya (Ew) Don't fuckin' touch me Put your 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 [Bridge] (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 just like Beckham You say you wanna kick it, I think you flexin' I know you wanna see me bend it just like Beckham "I just wanna know why you thought that was gonna work. You wanna kick it? Do I look 12 years old? Maybe that wasn't a good question. Maybe- I know I look 12 years old but I'm not. Okay? And I know that when you say you wanna "kick it" you wanna fuck" [Chorus] 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) 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
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- Baby Tate