Slow

Yeah, now listen, E30 Now listen what I got to say, that little pussy all in my face I beat that pussy to the ground, she made me wear a crown Anywhere you wanna go, I bring you straight up to the store But when we get back to the crib, I'ma beat that pussy slow, slow, slow I'ma beat that pussy slow, slow, slow I'ma beat that pussy slow, slow, slow I'ma beat that pussy slow, slow, slow I'ma beat that pussy slow, I'ma beat it like Chris Brown I'ma beat it to the floor, bitch, you better not make a sound She don't catch this football, but I'ma knock her out of bounds Knock her out of bounds, knock her out of bounds They call me E30, y'all know what it mean E for my name and 30 is for the game If you know me, I put the Glock up to the brain Snatch that nigga chain and throw it down the drain Bitch, I'm throwin' it down the drain Cause trust me, I don't want that shit, I snatch that shit for fun And clack it like Barry Bonds And watch out for the hoes that go through your phone And scroll all night long just so they end strong Now listen what I'm sayin', that girl, she always playin She all up in my DM, text my phone like the man But when we get back to the crib I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma beat that pussy slow, slow, slow I'ma beat that pussy slow, slow, slow I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma beat that pussy slow, slow, slow