Luyện nghe bài hát beat that pussy up

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i lately that we aint did much 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 gets the weather you gone always be
and im gon stretch my time we can make things
no mo laying between them sheets by yourself at night and ima beat that pussy up beat pussy up gurl im gon beat that pussy up til u holla thats enough

(verse 1)
i walked outside (look) im tired of this mane my 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 house she punch me in my all i did is walk out
im wrong but tonight when she go home ima keep calling her phone til she let me lay that bone (fuck that shit)
my other bitch 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 extra up
i looked up to god i told him fix this shit (fix this shit) i got J-Lo at i need my bitch
look three in the morning still hangin up the phone she answer bring yo nasty ass home
girl im on my way

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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 beside my 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 anotha man its been months since i took you out, always in dat fuckin south i wanna beat dat pussy up don't put a nigga out

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

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