Break a b*tch Bacc lyrics

by

Rob Vicious


[Intro: Ohgeesy]
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Ohgeesy]
Shooter one call away just like Chingy
Diamonds dancing and they drip, yeah they VV
Dropped a Hi-Tech red in a kiwi
She gon' f*ck if the b*tch rockin' RiRi
And they wonder how I do it just like Stevie
n*ggas really be yourself, don't try to be me
And they wonder how I do it just like Stevie
You need to really be yourself, don't try to be me
Rob Vicious, Sprite remix
Thirty-six in a brick, and I sell it by the zip
Chopper got a kick like David Beckham in this b*tch
And I just dropped a six, I ain't rememberin' this b*tch
Lil Wayne in my coupe, b*tch no ceilings
Little baby get the boot, got no feelings
She wanna f*ck on me 'cause it's appealing
Wanna f*ck a rap n*gga, it's appealing
Got your b*tch on my di*k 'cause she wanna f*ck the boy
Beat it up, knock it down like I'm Oscar De La Hoya
I don't fight, got a toy, I'm a man, not a boy
Count the money then recount it 'cause it bring it a lot of joy
[Chorus: Fenix]
Break a b*tch back, break a b*tch back
'Bout to sip a whole pint, finna get smacked
This an eight up in a two, we finna mix that
Karo all you n*ggas' juice, we finna flip that
Break a b*tch back, break a b*tch back
'Bout to sip a whole pint, finna get smacked
This an eight up in a two, we finna mix that
Karo all you n*ggas' juice, we finna flip that

[Verse 2: Rob Vicious]
Its the young Vicious Savage, you can call me the boss
Had hop up on the track and spit a little bit of sauce
All these dirty ass hoes and you fake ass pimps
Got some youngins in the field, plot to take your sh*t
When I'm coming to collect you better tuck your strips
Probably f*cking up a check before I f*ck your b*tch
And you're hard, she over here because she love my clique
And we put money over tits so don't you trust that b*tch
Set him up, knock him off, it's a go like sh*t
And he say he ain't ever ever met a ho like this
Even told lil mama where he hidin' four five bricks
We tied him up before we robbed him, left him broke like sh*t
Steady thinking 'bout some dough man, I just get to the guap
Feel like I'm playing with myself, mixing the molly with Wock
f*ck your lady, hella wavy 'til the day that I drop
Vicious till the death, you know how Lil Robbie rock
[Chorus: Fenix]
Break a b*tch back, break a b*tch back
'Bout to sip a whole pint, finna get smacked
This an eight up in a two, we finna mix that
Karo all you n*ggas' juice, we finna flip that
Break a b*tch back, break a b*tch back
'Bout to sip a whole pint, finna get smacked
This an eight up in a two, we finna mix that
Karo all you n*ggas' juice, we finna flip that
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