Beat The sh*t (album version) lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Hook]
f*ck wit me wrong, take me out my zone
And I'll knock the mothaf*ckin' snow off ya cone, mah n*gga
Man, it stink in this b*tch
It must be them pus*y-ass n*ggas talkin' sh*t
So beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
Beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
b*tch-ass, hoe-ass, pus*y ass-n*gga
I beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
We beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
We sh*t out that pus*y-ass n*gga
Beat the sh*t out of that pus*y ass-n*gga

[Verse 1: Gunplay]
I'm a knuckle-throwin' knucklehead
What that muthaf*cka said?
Bring that rockets up in here
Throwin' bottles, chuckin' chairs
Got the pretty models duckin', breakin' heels and
Chippin' nails
Turn around and go right back to breakin' down
My cigarillo
Countin' up with Suga Hill, slidin' up in somethin'
New
Spillin gin and jungle juice, and I got that lumber too
And I brought the f*ckin' zoo, tear this sh*t up
And chuck a deuce
This triple C, they Triple L, lames love to
Lose
A hundred million in my horoscope, 'bout to
Show you a horror show
Boot you f*ckin' head off your collar bone
Them n*ggas flinchin' at the sight of arms
pus*y n*ggas ain't eatin', but we fry the farm
Beat a n*gga down 'til he left without a vital sign

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Lil Wanye]
I run off in yo' f*ckin' sh*t, damn, now I got sh*t stains
All these f*ckin' tattoos, and I ain't got one b*tch name
Got a pocket full of ass-whoopins, I'm givin' 'em out like nicknames
What's up with yo' fist game?
You'll catch a hook - fish hang
Watch me c*ck the Nina, call that rough sex
Knock yo' head off, you just a rough neck
And if I'm shootin' at ya, n*gga, all net
Ain't not world peace, just Ron Artest
di*k in the booty ass n*gga
Die quick in a movie ass, n*gga
Extra-fruit-in-the-smoothie ass n*gga
Get beat like a drum, music class, n*gga
Life is a gamble, dyin' is yo' best bet
Got a scope on the pistol, give yo' ass fresh breath
Give mah fist a kiss, n*gga

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil' Wanye]
What's really good, n*gga? I'm feelin' good, n*gga
Rest in peace lil' Wesley Wes
A pus*y-ass n*gga always kill a good n*gga
I'm high as Heaven, I'll pop the reverend and stop the wedding
Got more money than memories in the bank, don't forget it
Mah team is up, I'm high as Scotty, beam me up
They say we all gotta pay the price, f*ck it, man - ring me up
f*ckin' right I skate, hoe - pus*y is mah scapegoat
And all these pus*y-ass n*ggas that's hatin', kiss mah ass, besos
I'm a genius, take notes - I'll split yo' egg to the egg yolk
I'll be dead before I be dead broke
Still burn money, my bread toast
f*ck it, if you got it, spend it, n*gga
But just keep your two pennies, n*gga
Start sh*t and I'll end it, n*gga
Don't open yo' mouth, I'm a dentist, n*gga
Lil' Tunechi... give mah fist a kiss, n*gga...

[Outro]
So beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
Beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
b*tch-ass, hoe-ass, pus*y ass-n*gga
I beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
We beat the sh*t out of that pus*y-ass n*gga
We sh*t out that pus*y-ass n*gga
Beat the sh*t out of that pus*y ass-n*gga
f*ck with me wrong, take me out my zone
I'll bring it to your chest, make you king me like
Kong, my n*gga
What you drink in this b*tch?
I'll give you a whole bottle of it to your face
n*gga

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