Beat It Up-Big Tymers

　　　 Artist：big tymers Songs Title：beat it up Album by: Big Money Heavyweight Artist by: Big Tymers Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up Daddy Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up Daddy Beat It Up, Beat It Up, You Know You want this p**sy Sure Do You know you want this p**sy Its true You know you want this p**sy Bring It On You know you want this p**sy And i'm gone With so much p**sy on the city streets, Its kinda hard for a pimp keepin with these freaks, But I tracks em' down, backs em' down, bustin they guts, Leave p**sy so gushi, overflowin with nuts, I'm a hellified, superfied, pickle slingin mack, Dick like a stick breaking off in your back, Its explicit when I gets it baby all night long, Knock your head against the bead till the insides gone, Give you big long wood, beat it real good, I ain't your man, i ain't stan, but I wish I could, An hour in the shower, then on top of the dresser, Then the bed, give me head, and then I'm a letcha, Ride that pole, make you say ＂OH＂ The sex is incredible, the dick is like ＂WOAH＂ Cussin, lustin, bout to get a nut when she looked at me, And said I come with, TV's and DVD's in the cars, and I Pack a big dick down in the drawers, I'm the neighbourhood pickle slinger, pain bringer Super sick big dick, nasty a** rap singer, Do it baby, stick it baby, do it baby, get it Make that a** clap everytime that I hit it Now all I need, is liquor and w**d, Two dyke b**ches straight down to get g's See I got it up, gotta hit it, gotta get it, Cuz I moved up, Gotta split it, gotta fit it to a magnum, Gotta f**k it, don't love it, I don't want none, But you can have some, see I played homie F**ked the bedspreads up, cuz I banged on it Hit tha hoe from the back and she sang homie These same a** words from the same song, the same song See this story takes place on a late night I was on the lakefront trying to get some act right Hoe was acting funny so I had to kick game I said you be my queen, I be your king, and things will never change Now I'm just sitting there, lookin at the beaver Its Hairy like Barry and its bigger than Geneva Something said stick my finger in it so I did Then came the 2, the 3, the 4, the thumb and aww sh*t I just don't believe it, how could she concieve it My fist, my wrist b**ch, you need to summer's eve it Douche ya bush black, you smell like stepback What the f**k is that (whoo!) tunacat Put her out my Jag fast, tell that b**ch you get no cash Get your sh*t together shorty, clean your lil funky a** Been alot of places, did alot of shows, met alot of people F**ked alot of hoes, i