Big Tymers Lyrics
10. Beat It Up
[Chorus X1 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh):] Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up Daddy Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up Daddy Beat It Up, Beat It Up, You Know You want this pussy [Mannie Fresh] Sure Do [Tateeze] You know you want this pussy [Mannie Fresh] Its true [Tateeze] You know you want this pussy [Mannie Fresh] Bring It On [Tateeze] You know you want this pussy [Mannie Fresh] And i'm gone [Verse 1 (Mannie Fresh)] With so much pussy on the city streets, its kinda hard for a pimp keepin with these freaks, But I tracks em' down, backs em' down, bustin they guts, Leave pussy so gushi, overflowin with nuts, I'm a hellified, superfied, pickle slingin mack, Dick like a stick breaking off in your back, Its explicit when I gets it baby all night long, knock your head against the bead till the insides gone, Give you big long wood, beat it real good, I ain't your man, i ain't stan, but I wish I could, An hour in the shower, then on top of the dresser, Then the bed, give me head, and then I'm a letcha, Ride that pole, make you say "OH" The sex is incredible, the dick is like "WOAH" Cussin, lustin, bout to get a nut when she looked at me, and said [Chorus X1 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh)] [Verse 2 (Mannie Fresh & Baby)] I come with, TV's and DVD's in the cars, and I Pack a big dick down in the drawers, I'm the neighbourhood pickle slinger, pain bringer Super sick big dick, nasty ass rap singer, Do it baby, stick it baby, do it baby, get it Make that ass clap everytime that I hit it Now all I need, is liquor and weed, two dyke bitches straight down to get g's [Baby] See I got it up, gotta hit it, gotta get it, Cuz 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 played homie Fucked the bedspreads up, cuz I banged on it Hit tha hoe from the back and she sang homie These same ass words from the same song, the same song [Chorus X1 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh)] [Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh)] See this story takes place on a late night I was on the lakefront trying to get some act right Hoe was acting funny so I had to kick game I said you be my queen, I be your king, and things will never change Now I'm just sitting there, lookin at the beaver Its Hairy like Barry and its bigger than Geneva Something said stick my finger in it so I did Then came the 2, the 3, the 4, the thumb and aww shit I just don't believe it, how could she concieve it My fist, my wrist bitch, you need to summer's eve it Douche ya bush black, you smell like stepback What the fuck is that (whoo!) tunacat Put her out my Jag fast, tell that bitch you get no cash Get your shit together shorty, clean your lil funky ass Been alot of places, did alot of shows, met alot of people fucked alot of hoes, I [Chorus X2 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh)]
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