"Sucker Punch (Equality Pt. 2)" lyrics - DOJA CAT

DOJA CAT

"Sucker Punch (Equality Pt. 2)"

[Intro:]
Yeah (Yah, yah, yah)
Yah, yah, yah (Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch)
Yah, yah
I should- (Bitch, pull up, bitch, ayy)

[Chorus:]
I should punch this bitch (Yah), I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch, I should punch this bitch (Aye, aye)
I should punch that bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch (Yah), I should punch this bitch (I should punch this bitch)
I should punch this bitch (Right bitch), I should punch this bitch (Right on the head, right on the head)
I should punch this bitch (Right on the chest), I should punch that bitch (Right on the chest)
I should punch that bitch, I should punch that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I should get that bitch (Get 'em)
I should whip that bitch (So what? Get 'em)
I should Chuck Norris roundhouse kick that bitch (Strangle out)
I should hit that bitch (Get 'em)
Wanna touch that hoe
She don't have nun that I want but I should rush that hoe
I should dust that nigga, lip bust that nigga
And I won't but, man, I really don't trust that nigga
Tryna work that bitch
Wanna merk that bitch
But it's scary 'cuz I really think I might hurt that bitch

[Chorus:]
I should punch this bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch that bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch, I should punch this bitch
I should punch this bitch, I should punch that bitch
I should punch that bitch, I should punch that bitch

That's a fat ol' mouth
Careful what you doubt
I'mma snatch your tracks, attach them, rip that shit back out
I'mma Hulk Hogan, Dwayne Johnson
Find the ground and then lay her on it like
Cah cah, cah, say you're sorry bitch
Pah, pah, pah, pay your homage
You can get rocked, you can get socked
I ain't talking oldies when I sing a doo-wop
I'mma be another ghetto on a rooftop
Bruce Lee, high kick 'em in the chest and 'hiya!'
If I K.O. 'em, I don't think I'm gon stop
Full set of nails laid out in the street
All that hair cost about five g's
All that lip, finna crack them teeth
Keep talking bitch