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Bebe Rexha



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Bebe Rexha

That's It(Feat. Gucci Mane & 2 Chainz)

Huh, it's Bebe
Gucci
2 Chainz, yah
(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)
Huh

That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (yeah)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (huh)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
That's it, that's it

What you lookin' at's the real, ain't nothin' on me plastic
YSL up on my heels, I be stoppin' traffic
You be lookin' at my ass, damn that thing jurassic
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
I've been ridin' through the west dodgin' paparazzi (huh)
Diamonds drippin' on my neck, I be saucy saucy (brrr)
Damn I'm dressed fresh to death, stepping out the coffin (yeah)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (huh, it's Gucci!)

I'm on the top
Don't even get me started 'cause I don't like to stop
I'm shinin' harder than everybody and I just wore a watch
Two bad bitches, one say that she just wanna watch
I hope she know she lookin' at a whole lotta guap
This bitch so bad that she deserve a whole lot of props
If ye ain't gettin' money, she ain't even gon' talk
She spoiled like a toddler and I ain't even her father
She let her call me daddy, I treat her like pops
It's Gucci

That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
That's it, that's it
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
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That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
That's it, that's it

Multicolor [?], with the swimmin' fishes
Mothafucka I'm a star, I don't do no dishes
I don't never speak or talk, all you basic bitches
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
Ridin' up in the Tesla, it's a little vicious
Barbies from New York, I hail outta Brooklyn
That's why all eyes on you, I see you lookin'
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it

2 Chainz, yeah
I like my coffee cold, like my women hot (hot)
I like my spot big, like my car dropped (alright)
Revenge of the have and the have-nots (truuuu)
'Cause back then I didn't even have knots
Yeah, shawty look kinda cute
But her friend there look kinda cuter
I was on the Macbook computer
Tryna go through the whole Kama Sutra
I did, I did, that's it, that's it
Mattress, passion, satisfaction
Aw

That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (that's it, bow, boom)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (boom, boom)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (that's it)
That's it, that's it (tell 'em)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (alright)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (ugh)
That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it
That's it, that's it (tru)