Beg For It

Album: Reclassified (2014)
Charted: 27
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  • I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
    I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg

    Pulled up looking picture perfect, baby
    High price, but I'm worth it, baby
    Can't play with ya, I've been busy workin', baby
    Gettin' faded in a European swervin' ay
    Look, describe Iggy, groundbreaking what the word is
    Hit the stage, yeah, shake it like I'm nervous
    When in New York got me parking right on Madison
    This ain't no accident, I'm killing them on purpose
    I-G-G-Y, did she just have to do it baby
    Ride with me, fly livin', there ain't nothin' to it
    Now my waist slim, ass fat you gotta have it
    Get my bake on, cake long
    That's automatic

    I know you like the way I turn it on
    I'm out here with my friends
    I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
    If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
    I guess you'll have to beg
    I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it

    P-p-pussy power, pay me by the hour
    I need me a Braveheart, can't deal with a coward
    I tell him if he ain't ballin', he should hit the showers
    If I peek and you lucky, baby, there's money hours
    All yellow gold on me, like I'm Trinidad, James
    Sittin' drop top wonderin' where the ceiling's at
    I know my old thang wanna bring the feeling back
    But I got a new thang, baby, I ain't feeling that
    Iggy Iggy Iggy, can't you see?
    That everybody wanna put their hands on me
    See I be on this money why your man on me?
    And I need another hand with all these bandz on me

    I know you like the way I turn it on
    I'm out here with my friends
    I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
    If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
    I guess you'll have to beg
    I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it

    Get up out my face like who' you think you are
    Talking all this trash like blah-de-blah-de-blah
    (Oh eh oh) na ha (oh eh oh) na ha (oh eh oh)
    Get up out my face like who'd you think you are
    Make me wanna lay it like hi-di-hi-di-ha
    (Oh eh oh) na ha (oh eh oh) na ha (oh eh oh)

    I know you like the way I turn it on
    I'm out here with my friends
    I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
    If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
    I guess you'll have to beg
    I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it

    Oh boy, I'm like a drug
    If you want my love better smoke it up
    (Make you beg for it, I'ma make you beg for it)
    You can look, boy, but don't you touch
    If you want my love make me give a fuck
    (Make you beg for it, I'ma make you beg for it) Writer/s: Amethyst Amelia Kelly, Charlotte Emma Aitchison, George Astasio, Jason Andrew Pebworth, JON TURNER, Jonathan Christopher Shave, Kurtis Isaac McKenzie
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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