letra de up! - beat the pussy up
[chorus:]
see i kno lately dat we ain’t did much ,but on my moma girl i promise i’m gon make it up,i kno you sick of all these b-tches wit these rumors,and lies,but how ever gets da weather you gon always be mine,and i’m gon stretch my time we gon make thangs righ
t,no more layin by yourself in the sheets at night,and i’m gon beat da p-ssy up,baet da p-ssy,beat da p-ssy up til you holla dats enough
i walked outside,[look]i’m tired of dis man ,my juvey in da yard wit my draws in her hand my girl looked at me said you dog as n-gga,finna put dis knife in yo m-th-rf-ckin liver i couldn’t say sh-t had to leave da house she punched me in my sh-t
all i did was walk off,because i’m wrong ,but tonite when she go home i’ma keep callin her phone til she let me lay dat bone [f-ck dat sh-t]my other b-tch don put me on child support ,my n-gga on da run slip and got on dat dope i need to f-ck somein ba
d i got some preasure built up so da next thing i f-ck she gon get extra ripped i looked up to god told fix dis sh-t[you gota fix dis sh-t]i got jlo at home i need my b-tch ,look three in da morning girl still hanging up da phone she ansewred bring yo na
sty -ss home[girl i’m on my home]
[chours:]
i kno lately dat we ain’t did much but on my moma girl i promise i’m gon make it up i kno you sick of all these b-tches wit these rumors and lies but hoever gets da weather you gon always be mine and i’m gon stretch my time and i’m gon make it right no m
ore layin by yourself between yo sheets at nite and i’m gon beat da p-ssy up,beat da p-ssy,beat da p-ssy up til you holla dats enough
man dis next time dis b-tch hit me on my cherp line bossie out my mouth was i’m right on side my f-ckin girl look oh you lettin hoes suck on my sh-t i told nall she suck bleef she thought it was me. she got quite fa a mintue i kisses her on da neck i played wit da p-ssy and got my girl wet she said i love ya black -ss i said i love you. another hoe don hit me up boosie what it do. she grab my phone who is hoes up she broke my sh-t threw out all my dojo sh-t mad a n-gga moe sick i’m like d-mn what i dont did she like boosie you ain’t go never see ya motherf-ckin kids. i told her that i’m sorry {i’m sorry}. i tired of lien tried seein my girl cry i need second third chance plz dont get another man it been months since i took you out always in dat f-ckin south i wanna beat that p-ssy up plz dont put a n-gga out
chorus:]
see i kno lately dat we ain’t did much ,but on my moma girl i promise i’m gon make it up,i kno you sick of all these b-tches wit these rumors,and lies,but how ever gets da weather you gon always be mine,and i’m gon stretch my time we gon make thangs righ
t,no more layin by yourself in the sheets at night,and i’m gon beat da p-ssy up,baet da p-ssy,beat da p-ssy up til you holla dats enough
now latly everybodi been trippin me you and da children, everybody been slippin i’m keep real i lets get it right lets have diner candle light sh-t that will be nice but da ice ice ain’t u happy da price ain’t make u happy but it wasn’t all that it was hoes who bought the madness we use to laught at each other now we mad at each other in da bed we use to culddle now i barley even f-ck her and ever time u gone i be thinkin of u got my thang rock hard girl i’m fenin fa u and we frist met it was right on time u bonnie i was clyde girl u down to ride plz n-gga i’m your rididi die that what i like to hear whisper softly in my ear lets take em to bank like zacar off of haly ker all these years down da drain im 75 percent wrong but i’ll nver change but ‘m workin to get better mane
(chorus:]
see i kno lately dat we ain’t did much ,but on my moma girl i promise i’m gon make it up,i kno you sick of all these b-tches wit these rumors,and lies,but how ever gets da weather you gon always be mine,and i’m gon stretch my time we gon make thangs right,no more layin by yourself in the sheets at night,and i’m gon beat da p-ssy up,baet da p-ssy,beat da p-ssy up til you holla dats enough
boosie bad on da track n-gga mouse on da beat it more than beauitful baby belive that but i goota holla at cha but i’m on my way home on my way home on my way home i’m on my way home on my way home
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