Club Godzilla BeatKing

[Intro: BeatKing]
Man, BeatKing made this shit
Yeah, hold up, bitch
Yeah, hold up, bitch
Texas Hammers, Texas Hammers (Club God, Club God)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Hold up, hold up)

[Verse 1: BeatKing]
Club God in this ho, bitches on the floor
I fuck all my fans and I try to fuck some more
I keep these bitches wet like I sing R&B
Keep your fucking face down, throw that pussy on this D
Bitch, I know that pussy mine, throw that ass on Vine
Club God gon' nut in her face, if she fine
I only fuck with dimes, throw that ass one time
If a bitch say I pay for some pussy, then she lying (Club God)
Texas motherfucker, bitch, I run this club shit
Niggas looking salty, 'cause they main on my dick
But I don't give a shit, bitch, do a split
She a pole killer, pop that pussy, ho, get rich (Hold up)

[Chorus: BeatKing, Lord Infamous]
Bitch, throw that pussy
Bitch, throw that pussy (Hold up)
Bitch, throw that pussy
Bitch, throw that pussy (Hold up)
Bitch, throw that pussy
Bitch, throw that pussy (Hold up)
Bitch, throw that pussy
Bitch, throw that pussy (Hold up)
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
(Yeah) Handle your business, bitch
Who the crunkest? Who the crunkest?
Who the crunkest? (Yeah) Who the crunkest? (Bust it)
Who the crunkest? Who the crunkest? (Hold up)
Who the crunkest? Who the crunkest? (Hold up, hold up)