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Beat the Pussy
by Lil' Boosie



(chorus)
I kno lately dat we aint did much
but on my mama girl i promise imma make dat up
I kno you sick of all dem bitch wit dem rumors and lies
But i ever get the weather you gone always be mine
imma Strecth my tyme we gone make things right
No mo layin by yourself between dem sheets at night
And im gone beat dat pussy, beat dat pussy
Girl imma beat dat pussy up until you holla dats enough

(LIL BOOSIE)
I walked outside look im tired of dis man my juvie in the yard wit my drawers in her hand
My girl looked at me said you Dog ass Nigga Imma Fine to put dis knife in ur motherfucking Liver
I couldnt say shit had to leave da house
She punched me in my shit all i did was walk out
Because i'm wrong but 2nite wen she go home
Imma keep calling her phone until she let me lay dat bone fuck dat shit

My other bitch den put me on child support
my nigga on da run (SLIP) and got on dat dope
I need to fuck something bad i got pressure built up
So the next thing i fuck she gone get extra ripped up
I looked up to GOD and told him fix dis shit
I got j-lo at home i need my bitch
three in the moring girl still hanging up the phone
She answered bring yo nasty ass home girl im on my way home

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(LIL BOOSIE)
Man dis next time (AWW SHIT)
Dis bitch hit me on my chirp line
BOOSIE how my mouth was
Im right on side my fucking girl
O u let dem hoes suck on my shit
I said no she sucked vic
but he just play like he was sleeping
She got quiet for a minute
I kissed her on the neck
i played with the pussy
And i got my girl wet
She said i love ur black ass
i said i love you to
Another bitch hit up the phone
Boosie wat do it do

Man she granned da phone who is dis
Hoe hung up she broke my shit
threw out all my georgia shit
Had a nigga mo sick
Danm wat i den did
She like boosie you aint gone never c ur motherfucking Kids

I told her dat im sorry
i tired of lyin
tired of seeing my girl crying
need a second third chance please dont find another man
been months since i took u out
always in dat fucking South
i want to beat dat pussy up please dont put a nigga out

(chorus)
now lately errbody been trippin
me u and da children
Errbody been slippin
Imma keep it real lets get it right
lets have a dinner candlelight
Shit dat will be nice
but da ice aint make it happen
price aint make it happen
but it want all dat
It was hoes dat brought da magnet
used to laugh at each other
now we mad wit each other
in da bed we used to cuddle
now i barely even fuck her
and evertime u gone i be thinking of you
got my thing rock hard girl im feining 4 u
when we first met it was right on time
you was bonnie i was clyde
girl u down to ride
please nigga im your ridde or die
dats wat i like to hear
whisper softly in my ear
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Lyrics submitted by Nicole.
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