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

I don't get tired

But wonderin' why you sleep

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

Opposite of normal

I'ma get her number

Be a week before I call her

I can see the future

And I'm just bein' honest

What I gotta do

I ain't tryna meet your mama

I'ma get her loose

Then I slang her this iguana

Actin' like she don't

But I know she really wanna

Break the b**ch down

If she ask of my karma

Won't pick up the phone

Make her turn into a stalker

Put her out the car

Don't perform and you're walkin'

You was actin' bad buy the part

Don't be heartless

You are not a star

To a king and regardless

You don't have a car

And a section 8 apartment

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