Break the ***** Down (feat. K Camp) (Explicit) - Kevin Gates/K. Camp
I'ma break that b**ch down
Met her out in town
Got her on tequila
Made her turn her a** 'round
I'ma break that b**ch down
Down down down down down down
I'ma break that b**ch down
Down down down down down down
I'ma break that b**ch down
Pull up in the car
Then let up the arms suicide doors
I'm married to the game
Never gettin' a divorce
Get in baby this a coupe
Ain't no room to fit your friend in
Red bottom whatever
Your Christian who is 'Boutin
Kinda new to boutiques
And I don't do the salons
Swag kinda simple
I'm cute in Louis Vuitton
I'm headed to the 'telly
I wanna see you perform
No hood on the car
Workin' on your vocals
Threesome after drinkin'
Grab a condom we in motion
Break your b**ch down
Leave her sleepin' on the sofa
In the kitchen broke a brick down
She ain't
I'ma break that b**ch down
Met her out in town
Got her on tequila
Made her turn her a** 'round
I'ma break that b**ch down
Down down down down down down
I'ma break that b**ch down
Down down down down down down
I'ma break that b**ch down
Out of town for the weekend
Acompanied by three friends
I'm supplyin' all y'all drinks then
Vacationin' from work
End up takin' time off
Had to break up with her guy
And feel like all men are dogs
Tequila kickin' as we talk and we talk
If she ain't feelin' it
She would've been walkin' off
I'm about to scape away
She don't leave
All I did was ask Sabatha
She won't eat
Hotel room vacant alone
She don't sleep
Clothes off on the sheets
Povided we underneath
Hollerin' in between