Beat It Up feat. Tateeze

歌詞

Big Tymers "Beat It Up" *chorus* Beat it up Beat it up Beat it up Beat it up Beat it up (repeat 2x) You know you want this pussy (Sho' do) You know you want this pussy (It's tru) You know you want this pussy (Bring it on) You know you want this pussy (And I'm gone) With so much pussy on the city streets It's kinda hard for a pimp keepin up with these freaks But I tracks em' down, backs em' down, bustin they guts Leave pussy so gushy overflowin with nuts Ima hellafied supafied pickle slingin mac Dick like a stick breakin off of ya back It's explicit when I kiss it baby all night long Knock ya head against the bed till tha insides gone Give you big long wood Beat it real good I ain't yo man I ain't stayin but I wish I could A hour in tha shower then on top of tha dresser Then a big "gimme head" and then I'ma letcha Ride that pole Make ya say ooh The sex is incredible, The dick is like woah Cussin' lustin' Bout to get a nut when She looked at me and said *chorus* I come wit TVs and DVDs an a cars And I pack a big dick down in tha drawers I'm the neighborhood pickle slanga, Pain bringa Super sick big dick nasty ass rap singa Do it baby stick it baby do it baby get it Make that ass clap every time that I hit it Now all I need is liquor and weed Two dike bitches straight down n get G'ed See I got it up gotta hit it gotta get it Cause I moved up Gotta split it Gotta fit it to a Magnum Gotta fuck it don't love it I don't want none, but you can have some See I play it homie Fuck her best friends up Cause I banged on it Hit a hoes from the back and she sang homie From the same man's words From the same song, from the same song *chorus* This story takes place on the late night I was on the lakefront tryin' to get some act right You was actin' funny so I had to kick game I said you'd be my queen I'd be your king And things'd neva change Now I'm just sittin there lookin at the beaver It's hairy like Barry and it's bigger than Geneva Something says stick my finger in so I did Then came the two, the three, the four, the thumb And aw shit I just don't believe it How can she conceive it My fist, my wrist, bitch You need to summer's eve it Dush yo bush black You smell like step back What the fuck is that oooh tuna cat Put her out my jack fast Tell that bitch "You get no cash" Get yo shit together shorty clean yo lil funky ass Been alotta places, did alotta shows Met alotta people, Fucked alotta hoes I... *chorus* (repeat 2x)