Lyrics Beat Down (Orginal Mix) - Angger Dimas , Iggy Azalea , Steve Aoki

What you looking at, do I got something in my eye?
Do I got shit up on my face, or did my hair catch on fire?
Cause you really really staring, am I something that you like?
Geez, ask for my number or you can fly kites
See I'm 'bout to get with it, I'm getting ratchet and livid
You think I'm cool, then forget it
You feeling froggy then ribbit
Be like banana and slip it, before your melon I'll split it
I bet you know what you see, oh my girl she deserve a
Beat down
Stop, wait
Think about it
Work, work, run up, if you want some
Hear the drums how they beat here, that's how you done
Wait, I should think about it, never mind it's a waste
When the bitch hit the ground, how these Louboutins taste
I'm sorry, club promoter, let's put this in the past
It's just that bitch kept on staring, so I had to whoop that ass
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
You win some, you lose some
But her, it's her day
You win some, you lose some
But her, it's her day
Beat down
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
It's a party in your face, I'm about to dance on it
'Bout to dance on it, 'bout to dance on it
Beat down
Check it out ladies, don't take no lip
Take no lip, take take no lip
If you ride for your girls, then pump your fist
Pump your fist, pump pump your fist
Now swing it at the ho that you think looking funny
If she came with a man then take all his money
It's the year of the woman, go grab a can of these whoppings
And then as soon as she looking Aoki she gon' get it
Beat down