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King of the 4 Rounders Explicit contentE

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Lyrics

Intro

Yeah

Uh

Big man comin through

Uh huh

Verse 1

Four hundred pounds of bad intentions walkin in

Short rounds long odds

He ain't never need a tenth

Gravel in the voice

Granite in the fist

One hook to the ribs and the whole room gets quiet

Cornerman yellin son you gotta move

But movin don't matter when the man swings through

Ref stoppin early cause the man on the mat

Folk still countin when they draggin him back

Chorus

Butterbean

Butterbean

Baddest super heavy that the ring ever seen

Butterbean

Butterbean

Four rounds is all that he needs

Post-Chorus

Bean

Bean

Bean

King of the four rounders

Verse 2

Toughman circuit raised him

No polish no shine

Just a tank with a mean streak and dinner on his mind

Plate of butterbeans chicken on the side

Then he waddles to the square and he takes what's his

They talkin technique

Talkin footwork and speed

Then a right hand lands and they forget how to breathe

Bodies on the canvas

Three of em stacked

Say his name in the gym and the room goes slack

Chorus

Butterbean

Butterbean

Baddest super heavy that the ring ever seen

Butterbean

Butterbean

Four rounds is all that he needs

Post-Chorus

Bean

Bean

Bean

King of the four rounders

Bridge

Unstoppable

Unshakeable

Undefeated in the short ones

Say it

Unstoppable

Unshakeable

Nobody walks out untouched

Chorus

Butterbean

Butterbean

Baddest super heavy that the ring ever seen

Butterbean

Butterbean

Four rounds is all that he needs

Post-Chorus

Bean

Bean

Bean

King of the four rounders

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