Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Beat Box 3 , by - DaBaby. Release date: 20.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Beat Box 3 |
| Best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga |
| This Baby, nigga, let’s go |
| Ready to get it started, nigga (Go) |
| Whenever you want it |
| I was the man with the plan since a shawty |
| Pull up to the Grammy Awards with my.40 (Go) |
| She told me she like how I’m dressin' and I ain’t eatin' no salad (Uh-huh) |
| Stevie Wonder can see that I’m havin' |
| I told her, «Be patient,» she waited |
| I gave her the dick, she walked out doin' the «'Beat Box' Challenge» |
| Like, yeah, get in there, baby (Get in there) |
| You know me, hit you anywhere, baby (Let's go) |
| Know she gon' do whatever I say |
| I could piss in a cup, call it lemonade, baby (Ooh) |
| Let that bitch off, I’m a renegade, baby (Brr) |
| I’ma get outta there, I ain’t feelin' that (Huh?) |
| Nigga run up on me with a cell phone out |
| He gon' fuck around, die on the internet (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) |
| Fuck it, kill him on IG Live |
| Let the whole world see the nigga die (Die) |
| Yeah, shout-out to SpotEm', we got 'em (Get down) |
| Even though he a rapper, he shot him |
| I get this big pretty-ass smile from my mama (Cheese) |
| Get this motherfuckin' voice from my daddy |
| I learned how to pimp on them hoes from my uncle (Pimp, pimp) |
| Let her suck on my toes 'cause I’m nasty (Okay) |
| Like fuck it, she asked me to do it |
| Play with me, I’ma actually shoot you |
| Most of these niggas be cap and, we knew it |
| These niggas drop shit and we laugh at they music |
| I know how to murder these niggas with kindness |
| Fuckin' they bitch from the back, how I do it |
| I buy a Cuban and fill it with diamonds |
| Send my assistant to pick up some condoms |
| Instagram model at the hotel textin' me now |
| Want me to give her the Johnson |
| Damn, that nigga Baby on fire (Bah-bah) |
| And it won’t go out, they know that lil' nigga’s a problem |
| Got a big.45 on de-cock (Go) |
| Usin' big words like I’m T.I. |
| (Turn up) |
| Don’t wanna get me started, nigga |
| Turn me up, niggas gon' see why |
| Nigga, you a bitch, JoJo Siwa (Bitch) |
| You let the wrong nigga get rich |
| Both of these chains on my neck, they compete with each other |
| They fightin' and throwin' a fit |
| Know how these hoes like to argue and beef with each other |
| She fightin' now over the dick |
| You should already know you ain’t searchin' DaBaby |
| 'Cause that nigga like to come in with the stick |
| I don’t like to get into the mix (No) |
| I done got paid in full, my nigga |
| I get them hoes like I’m Mitch |
| Even got white people all on my dick (Go) |
| Yeah, second year, six-time Grammy-nominated |
| Came through turnt up, everybody hated |
| Before I had my first M, it was Billion Dollar Baby |
| He bet the house and his self like Las Vegas (Go) |
| You want this shit? |
| Gotta earn it |
| He off the leash, he don’t think he can get murdered |
| Know how to swim, so I fuck with who fuckin' with me |
| I take a bridge and I burn it |
| Let me see if you can swim, lil' nigga |
| Shit gettin' out of hand, I just parked a new Benz |
| Hopped in a new Benz, lil' nigga (Let's go) |
| And I don’t want new friends |
| Bur- Bur- Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off |
| Tried to get away from me, had a standoff |
| Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off |
| My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss |
| Thuggin' in my Reeboks, ridin' with a G-SHOCK |
| Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box |
| OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car |
| Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box |
| In Miami with my motherfuckin' heat out |
| With another nigga bitch, said she got her feet out |
| I walked in the party, I’m on my big goon shit |
| Ready to get it started, bitch, I got no sense |
| Oh, he the plug, ridin' 'round with four bricks |
| Call me Kobe, twenty-four on me |
| Can’t fuck with' her no more, that lil' bitch, she do the most |
| I get my groove on every time I see them folks |
| I got the antidote, I’m thinking that’s something you need to know |
| I’m smooth and I’m cold, she know my wrist on froze |
| Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll |
| She playin' my song, I got her takin' off her thong |
| I’m tryna get it on, she feeling all over my Peter bone |
| Two rights don’t make a wrong, it just go on and on |
| I’m kickin' shit like Jackie Chan 'til they got my kicks on |
| I aim, I hit my target, I’ma up this bitch regardless |
| Bur- Bur- Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off |
| Tried to get away from me, had a standoff |
| Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off |
| My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss |
| Th- Th- Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK |
| Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box |
| OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car |
| Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box |