Istherealtruth X Victoria Rose - Tyson

He tell me buss it down
I turn around and toot it up go round for round
Beat it up beat it up pound after pound
He beat it up beat it up I bust it down I bust it down Tyson

I'm iron Mike in his prime days, she tell me kill it, well fuck it crime pays
I'm really bout that shit that I be writing
And that's that shit that have that pussy biting
I keep it gangsta with her pull her hair back
She tell me harder, while she throw that ass back
I lock my arms round her, hit her with the pound game
Oh you picture perfect, beat it out the damn frame

He tell me buss it down
I turn around and toot it up go round for round
Beat it up beat it up pound after pound
He beat it up beat it up I bust it down I bust it down Tyson

My ass ain't fat but my kitty real good, he tell me throw it back and I fuck him real good
He ask me how I like it yeah I like it real hood, yeah I like it real hood
Muhammad Ali TKO in that coochie, deep strokes have you drown in this coochie
Round one the champ is here you might throw a belt on this coochie
He biting on the pussy like Tyson, I'm gripping his head I'm grabbing his neck, Damn nigga I like it
His head game enticing beat the box up, left the sean x, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up mad max

He tell me buss it down
I turn around and toot it up go round for round
Beat it up beat it up pound after pound
He beat it up beat it up I bust it down I bust it down Tyson

Written by:
Meghan Gaffney, William Eichelberger

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