I Still Got Beef lyrics

by

Lil B


I'm still in the club with the heavy beef
Twerking off light with the red beam
Dancing like a ho to that b*tch mob
25 shots, boy what's your problem?
Based jam, this the real based party
Downtown in East Oakland, sawed-off shotty
Down in Waterfront with the baby techs
Imma tell you like this, Imma f*ck your b*tch
Only I know about them hard times
South side, west side, I be on the grind
Like Berkeley High at the school dance
Pop a couple pills, then we go again
This pay-per-view like Triple H
f*ck her first and I might take her on a date
Big rims look like Martha Stewart
You f*cking right, go dumb, count that money to it
I'm like a young n*gga out in the hood
b*tch I'm strapped like Game like E-40
Task force from the block don't get me started
Straight game and the bass got my middle name
Never been a fake sucka in the mix
I stand down in the trap catch me on the lick
You might catch me with a purp zip
I'm your little eye, you can catch me on the rip
Tell me bout that money bruh
You ain't in based world, we don't f*ck with you
Talk to me I talk back like a parrot
Catch me in the chop
4-door Bently with the doors open
Lil B f*ck my b*tch leave the door open
Imma date the girl with her mind right
f*ck her, push the pus*y right
n*ggas claim gangster but they really scary
Coming out with that dirty harry
Everybody got beef in the party
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