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letra de beat it up - lil boosie

[chorus]
i know lately that we ain’t did much
but on my mama girl i promise
i’ma make that up
i know you sick of all these b-tches
wit deze rumors and lies
but however against the weather
you gon always be mine
and i’ma stretch my time we gon make thangs rite
no mo layin between tha sheets by yo self at nite
and i’ma beat that p-ssy up beat that p-ssy up
girl i’ma beat that p-ssy up until you holla that’s enough

[verse 1]
i walked outside look i’m tired of this mane
my cutie in tha yard wit my draws in her hand
my girl looked at me n said
“you dog -ss n-gg- finna put this knife n yo muf-ckin liver”
i couldnt say sh-t had to leave the house
she punched me in my sh-t all i did is walked off because i’m wrong
but 2nite when she go home i’ma keep callin her phone
til she let me lay that bone (f-ck that sh-t)
my otha b-tch done put me on child support
my n-gg- on tha run slip don got on that dope
i need to f-ck some bad i got some pressure built up
so tha next thang i f-ck she gone get extra ripped up
i looked up to god n told em fix this sh-t(u gotta fix this sh-t)
i got j-lo at home i need my b-tch
look 3 n the mornin girl still hangin up the phone she answer
bring yo nasty -ss home (girl i’m on my way home)

[chorus]

[verse 2]
now this next time this b-tch hit me on my chirp line
boosie how my mouth was
im right on side my f-ckin girl
oh let them hoes suck on my sh-t
i told her no she sucked be but he just played like he was me
she got quiet 4 a minute i kissed ha on tha neck
i played wit that p-ssy and i got my girl wet
she said i luv yo black -ss i say’d i luv you 2
another b-tch done hit me up boosie wat do it do
she grabbed my phone who is this hoe hung up
she broke my sh-t thew out all my doja n sh-t had a n-gg- mo sick
d-mn wat i done did
she like boosie you ain’t gon neva c yo m-th-f-ckin kids
i told ha that i’m sorry i’m tired of lyin
tired of seein my girl cryin
need a second thrid chane please don’t get anotha man
been months since i took you out always n that f-ckin soft
i wanna beat that p-ssy up please don’t put a n-gg- out

[chorus]

[verse 3]
now lately er’body been trippin me you & dem children
er’body been slippin
we gone keep it real lets get it rite lets have a dinner girl candle lite (sh-t)
that’ll be nice but tha ice ain’t make it happen
tha price ain’t make it happen but it wasnt all that it was hoes who brought tha maddness
usedto laugh wit each otha now we mad at each otha
in tha bed we used to cudddle now i barely even f-ck her
and every time you gone i be thinkin of you
got my thang rock hard gurl i’m fiendin for you
and we 1st met it was right on time you was bonniei was clyde
gurl you down to ride please n-gg- i’m yo ride or die
thats wat i like to hear whisper softly in my ear
lets take’m to tha bank like segol on hard to kill
all these years down tha drain
im 75% wrong i’ll neva change but i’m workin to get betta mane

[chorus]

boosie bad -ss on tha track n-gg-
mouse on tha beat
its more than beautiful baby
believe that but i gotta holla at you
we gotta go baby cause on my way ho

- lil boosie

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