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[Intro] Hu Dat on the beat, hoe [Chorus] I just beat a hoe down, now the block feelin' hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) Scary hoes turn to trackstars when we pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop) Flowin' on this beat so good, they think that I rehearse I've been on my own so long that nothin' else could hurt I've been through all kind of shit, you think a nigga cursed I'm the realest bitch that he met on earth [Verse 1] Yeah, Africka's known to do you wrong, okay? Thinking I can't leave his ass alone, okay I can get like [?] for what I made today I could have him suckin' on my thongs, don't play I'ma go to work on it, but it is not a job Blue-eyed white hoe with me, she is a snob Choppa with the choppa, now the bitch thеre got a bob Scary ass hoe runnin', knew shе was a fraud [Chorus] I just beat a hoe down, now the block feelin' hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) Scary hoes turn to trackstars when we pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop) Flowin' on this beat so good, they think that I rehearse I've been on my own so long that nothin' else could hurt I've been through all kind of shit, you think a nigga cursed I'm the realest bitch that he met on earth [Verse 2] Stayin' on my own while everybody actin' tough (Bitches actin' tough) She gon' tell the truth to me 'cause I'ma call her bluff Solo steppin' in this bitch like I don't give a fuck Only way to go from bein' on the ground is up She can try her best to get to me, I wish her luck She gon' think I'm shy, but I ain't nothin' like the buck [Chorus] I just beat a hoe down, now the block feelin' hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) Scary hoes turn to trackstars when we pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop) Flowin' on this beat so good, they think that I rehearse I've been on my own so long that nothin' else could hurt I've been through all kind of shit, you think a nigga cursed I'm the realest bitch that he met on earth [Verse 3] Ha, I wish her luck All these bitches tryna get to me, I wish 'em luck All these niggas on my dick like I forgot to tuck I ain't goin' for no he said, she said, where the bucks? Ha, I give a fuck Bitches starting twitter wars like I could give a fuck Wonder why I'm never answer, I was countin' up Make a nigga break and now his barrier is up [Chorus] Beat a hoe down, now the block feelin' hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) Scary hoes turn to trackstars when we pop (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop) Flowin' on this beat so good, they think that I rehearse I've been on my own so long that nothin' else could hurt I've been through all kind of shit, you think a nigga cursed I'm the realest bitch that he met on earth [Outro] Bitch, you got me hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) Thinkin' you got one up on me, promise you do not (Not, not, not, not, not) Bitch, you better quit before I go and make a bop (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop) Bitch, you better chill 'fore you be beggin' me to stop (Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop)