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letra de beat dat pussy up - lil boosie

(chorus)
i know lately that we aint did much but on my mama girl i promise i’m gon make that up
i know you sick of all them b-tches with them rumors and lies but however gets the weather you gone always be mine
and i’m gon stretch my time we can make things right
no mo laying between them sheets by yourself at night and ima beat that p-ssy up beat that p-ssy up gurl i’m gon beat that p-ssy up til u holla that’s enough

(verse 1)
i walked outside (look) i’m tired of this mane my juve in the yard wit my draws in her hand
my girl looked at me said you dawg -ss n-gg- finna to put this knife in yo m-th-f–kin liver
i could say sh-t had to leave the house she punch me in my sh-t all i did is walk out
be’cause i’m wrong but tonight when she go home ima keep calling her phone til she let me lay that bone (f–k that sh-t)
my other b-tch done put my on child support (garbage) my n-gg- on the run (slip) and got on that dope
i need to f–k something bad i got some pressure build up so the next thing i f–k she gon get extra ripped up
i looked up to god i told him fix this sh-t (fix this sh-t) i got j-lo at home i need my b-tch
look three in the morning girl still hangin up the phone she answer bring yo nasty -ss home
girl i’m on my way home

(chorus)

(verse 2)
man dis next time dis b-tch hit me on my chirp line, boosie how my mouth was and i’m rite beside my f–kin gurl, (look) oh you lettin dem hoes suck on my sh-t, i told her no she sucked b, but he juss played like he was me, she got quiet 4 a minute i kissed her on tha neck i played wit dat p-ssy and i got my gurl wet she said i luv yo black -ss i said i luv you too,
another b-tch done hit me up boosie wat do it do, she grabbed my phone who is dis hoe hung up she broke my sh-t, threw out all my dosha sh-t made a n-gg- moe sick d-mn wat i done did, (what i done did) she like bossie u aint gone neva see yo m-th-f–kin kid i told dat i’m sorry, i’m tired of lyin, tired of seein my gurl cryin, need a second third chance please don’t get anotha man it’s been months since i took you out, always in dat f–kin south i wanna beat dat p-ssy up please don’t put a n-gg- out

(chorus)

now lately, everybody been tripin
me, u, and the children, everybody been slippin
imma keep it real lets get it right
lets have a dinner girl candlelight, (sh-t) that’ll be nice
but tha ice aint make ya happy (nope)
price aint make ya happy
but it wuddnt all dat, it was hos who bought da madness
use to laugh at each other now we mad at each other
in the bed we used to cuddle, now i barely even f–k ‘er
and everytime ya gone i be thankin of you
got my thang rock hard, girl i’m feenin 4 u
when we 1st meet it was right on time
u was bonnie, i was clyde
girl u down to ride, please n-gg- i’m yo ride or die
dats what i like to hear, whispered softly in my ear
lets take ’em to da bank like —– —–
all these years da drain (down da drain)
i’m 75% wrong, i’ll never change
but i’m workin to get better mayne

(chorus)

- lil boosie

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