G Luck - Keisha lyrics

[Hook: BeatKing & Ken Randle] Keisha she the livest of her partners Middle of the stage for that paper she gon' drop it She gone off that liquor, on girls always blocking But she love to twerk they can't stop it Bust it down, bust it down, bust it down, bust it down Bust it down ,bust it down , bust it down, bust it down Ass up, face down [Verse 1: BeatKing] Club God young H-Town n***a grippin' grain Got your main on my dick and I don't know her name She gon' bust it for a rich n***a with some fame Heard she got that whip, when offend her make it rain Trick throw that a** like a motherf**ing pa** If she drop it fast Imma throw this f**ing cash It don't matter if she yella or she dark or she tatted If she thick I gotta have it, I'm a strip club addict Girl tryna f** with you When I get she to the room, girl you know what to do Head down, a** up girl you know the rules You finna f** a fat n***a tonight, b**h I'm the truth [Hook: BeatKing & Ken Randle] Keisha the livest out on [?] Middle of the stage for that paper she gon' drop it She gone off that liquor, on girls always blocking But she love to twerk they can't stop it Bust it down, bust it down, bust it down, bust it down Bust it down ,bust it down , bust it down, bust it down Ass up, face down [Verse 2: BeatKing] She gon' pop the p**y for a G She walked in with you, but she gon' prolly leave with me You buy what she want, but I got what she need I knocked her a** down in the car in my backseat The way she slide down that pole this b**h in control She all about her paper she ain't f**ed bout no ho She climb that pole, it's all loud, when she hit the floor I ain't throwin' cash until you come up out them clothes You ain't got no paper 'fore she wanna f** with boss Get the head, get the bread then the b**h get tossed H-Town n***a shinin', she like the way I floss If you ain't tryna throw that a**, b**h you can get lost [Hook: BeatKing & Ken Randle] Keisha the livest out on [?] Middle of the stage for that paper she gon' drop it She gone off that liquor, on girls always blocking But she love to twerk they can't stop it Bust it down, bust it down, bust it down, bust it down Bust it down ,bust it down , bust it down, bust it down Ass up, face down [Verse 3: Ken Randle] Let me introduce you to Keisha My main b**h see my main b**h be like hey it's nice to meet ya But my finger in it just to bust it down Get a nice [?] Now my main b**h got it in her mouth, eat ya Spendin' money on it like a habit Booty lookin' good [?] Keisha stay around cause she always give me right And my other main b**h f** with her every night Me, Keisha and Keisha with the threesomes Ridin' round s**in' in the slab jammin' BeatKing They do it so good gotta show appreciation Keisha make it clap, standing ovation [Hook: BeatKing & Ken Randle] Keisha the livest out on [?] Middle of the stage for that paper she gon' drop it She gone off that liquor, on girls always blocking But she love to twerk they can't stop it Bust it down, bust it down, bust it down, bust it down Bust it down ,bust it down , bust it down, bust it down Ass up, face down