Luyện nghe bài hát beat that pussy up

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i know lately that we aint did but on my mama girl i promise im gon make that up
i know you sick of all them bitches with them rumors and lies but however the weather you gone always be mine
and im gon stretch my time we can make right
no mo laying between them sheets by yourself at night and ima beat that pussy up beat that up gurl im gon beat that pussy up til u holla thats enough

(verse 1)
i walked outside (look) im tired of this my juve in the yard wit my draws in her hand
my girl looked at me you dawg ass nigga finna to put this knife in yo muthafuckin liver
i could say shit had to leave the she punch me in my shit all i did is walk out
be'cause im wrong but tonight when she go ima keep calling her phone til she let me lay that bone (fuck that shit)
my other done put my on child support (garbage) my nigga on the run (slip) and got on that dope
i need to fuck something bad i got some pressure build up so the next thing i fuck she gon get ripped up
i looked up to god i told him fix this (fix this shit) i got J-Lo at home i need my bitch
look three in the morning girl still hangin up the phone she answer yo nasty ass home
im on my way home

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(verse 2)
Man dis next time dis bitch hit me on my chirp line,Boosie how my mouth was and im rite my fuckin gurl, (look) oh you lettin dem hoes suck on my shit, 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 pussy and I got my gurl wet she said I luv yo black ass I said i luv you too,
Another bitch done hit me up Boosie wat do it do, she grabbed my phone who is dis hoe hung up she broke my shit, threw out all my dosha shit made a nigga moe sick damn wat i done did,(what i done did) she like Bossie u aint gone neva see yo muthafuckin kid I told dat Im Sorry,i'm tired of lyin, tired of seein my gurl cryin, need a second third chance please don't get man its been months since i took you out, always in dat fuckin south i wanna beat dat pussy up please don't put a nigga out

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Now lately, been
Me, u, and the children, everybody been
Imma keep it lets get it right
lets a dinner girl candlelight,(shit) that'll be nice
but tha ice aint make ya (nope)
aint make ya happy
but it all dat, it was hos who bought da madness
Use to at each other now we mad at each other
In the bed we used to cuddle, now i barely even 'er
and everytime ya gone i be of you
got my thang rock hard, girl im 4 u
when we 1st meet it was on time
u was bonnie, i was
girl u down to ride, please nigga im yo or die
dats i like to hear, whispered softly in my ear
Lets take 'em to da bank like *****
all these da drain (down da drain)
i'm 75% wrong, never change
but im to get better mayne

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