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Yeah. Quit Me wrong, take me out my zone, And I'll knock the mother snow off of your Cone. My Man is thinking this it must be them Talking Out that soul. Beat a out that soul. Your flow I beat the pussy soul. We beat the Out that pussy soul. Beat the pussy soul. Out that pussy soul. I'm a knuckle throwing, knucklehead. What that mother said? Bring that ruckus up in here. Throwing bottles, chucking chairs. Got the pretty models ducking, breaking heels and Chipping nails. Turn around and go right back to Breaking down my cigarillo. Climbing up a sugar hill, sliding down is something New. Spilling gin and jungle juice, and I got That lumber too. And I brought a zoo, Tear this up and chuck a deuce. This triple C, they triple L, lames love to Lose. A hundred million in my horoscope, About to show you a horror show. Boot your head off your collarbone. Them tidal bombs, flinching at the sight of arms. Them Ain't eating but we fried a farm. Beat a down 'til he left without a vital Sign. Quit me wrong, take me out my zone, And I'll knock the mother snow off of your Cone. My man is thinking this it must be Them Talking Beat a out that soul. Beat a out that soul. Your flow I beat the out that pussy soul. We beat the out pussy soul. Beat that pussy soul. Beat pussy soul. I run off on your Damn now I got things. All these tattoos and I ain't got one name. Got a pocket full of weapons. I'm giving them out like nicknames. What's up with your fist game? You'll catch a hook fish hang. Uh, watch me cock the nina, call that rough Sex. Knock your head off, you just a rough Neck. And if I'm shooting at you, All net. Ain't no world peace, Just Ryan Artemis. In the booty die quick in a movie extra Fruit in a smoothie get beat like a drum, Music class Life is a gamble, dying is your Best bet. Got a scope on the pistol, Give your fresh breath. Give my fist a kiss Tunechi. Quit me wrong, take me out my zone, And I'll knock the mother snow off of your Cone. My Man is thinking this it must be them Talking So. Beat a soul. Beat a out that soul. Your flow I beat the out that pussy soul. We beat the out that pussy soul. Beat the Beat the that pussy soul. Uh, what's really good I'm feeling good Rest in Peace Lil Westy West, Was killer good 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. Clean 'em up, my team is Up. I'm high, Scotty, beam me up. They say we all gotta pay the price, man, Ring me up. right, I skate Here's my scapegoat. And all these that's hating, Kiss my Bezos. I'm a genius, take notes. I split your egg to the egg yolk. Be dead before I be dead broke. Still burn money, my bread toast. It if you got it, spend it but just Keep your two pennies Start not ending don't open Your mouth, I'm a dentist Lil Tunechi. Give my fist a kiss So Beat a out That soul. Beat a that soul. Your flow I beat the that pussy soul. We beat the Out that pussy soul. Beat the that pussy soul. Beat the out Quit me wrong, take me out My zone. I bring it to your chest, Make you king me like Kong. My What you drinking this I'll give you a whole Bottle of it to your face
Lil Wayne, Gunplay — Beat The S*** Album Version (Edited)
«Beat The S*** Album Version (Edited)» — Lil Wayne, Gunplay. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:29. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
