Beat it Up lyrics

[Hook]
I know lately that we ain't did much
But on my mama girl I promise
I'mma make that up
I know you sick of all them b*tches
With them rumors and lies
But however against the weather
You gon' always be mine
And I'mma stretch my time we gon' make thangs rite
No mo layin by yourself between tha sheets by yo self at night
And I'mma beat that pus*y up, beat that pus*y up
Girl I'mma beat that pus*y up until you holla that's enough

[Verse 1]
I walked outside look I'm tired of this mane
My juvie in tha yard wit my draws in her hand
My girl looked at me and said
"YOU DOG ASS n*ggA FINNA PUT THIS KNIFE N YO MUf*ckIN LIVER"
I couldn't say sh*t had to leave the house
She punched me in my sh*t all I did is walked off because I'm wrong
But tonight when she go home I'mma keep callin' her phone
'Til she let me lay that bone (f*ck that sh*t)
My otha b*tch done put me on child support
My n*gga on tha run slip don got on that dope
I need to f*ck some bad I got some pressure built up
So tha next thang I f*ck she gone get extra ripped up
I looked up to god n told 'em fix this sh*t(u gotta fix this sh*t)
I got J-Lo at home I need my b*tch
Look 3 n the mornin' girl still hangin' up the phone she answer
Bring yo nasty ass home (girl I'm on my way home)
[Hook]
I know lately that we ain't did much
But on my mama girl I promise
I'mma make that up
I know you sick of all them b*tches
With them rumors and lies
But however against the weather
You gon' always be mine
And I'mma stretch my time we gon' make thangs rite
No mo layin by yourself between tha sheets by yo self at night
And I'mma beat that pus*y up, beat that pus*y up
Girl I'mma beat that pus*y up until you holla that's enough

[Verse 2]
Now this next time this b*tch hit me on my chirp line
Boosie how my mouth was
I'm right on side my f*ckin girl
Oh let them hoes suck on my sh*t
I told her no she sucked be but he just played like he was me
She got quiet for a minute I kissed ha on tha neck
I played wit that pus*y and I got my girl wet
She said I love yo black ass I say'd I love you too
Another b*tch done hit me up "Boosie what do it do"
She grabbed my phone who is this ho hung up
She broke my sh*t threw out all my doja n sh*t had a n*gga mo sick
Damn wat I done did
She like Boosie you ain't gon' neva see yo muthaf*ckin' kids
I told ha that I'm sorry I'm tired of lyin'
Tired of seein' my girl cryin'
Need a second third chance please don't get anotha man
Been months since I took you out always and that f*ckin soft
I wanna beat that pus*y up please don't put a n*gga out
[Hook]
I know lately that we ain't did much
But on my mama girl I promise
I'mma make that up
I know you sick of all them b*tches
With them rumors and lies
But however against the weather
You gon' always be mine
And I'mma stretch my time we gon' make thangs rite
No mo layin by yourself between tha sheets by yo self at night
And I'mma beat that pus*y up, beat that pus*y up
Girl I'mma beat that pus*y up until you holla that's enough

[Verse 3]
Now lately er'body been trippin' me you & dem children
Er'body been slippin'
We gone keep it real lets get it rite lets have a dinner girl candle lite (sh*t)
That'll be nice but tha ice ain't make it happen
Tha price ain't make it happen but it wasn't all that it was hoes who brought tha maddness
Used to laugh wit each otha now we mad at each otha
In tha bed we used to cuddle now I barely even f*ck her
And every time you gone I be thinkin of you
Got my thang rock hard girl I'm fiendin' for you
And we 1st met it was right on time you was Bonnie, I was Clyde
Girl you down to ride please n*gga I'm yo ride or die
That's wat I like to hear whisper softly in my ear
Lets take'm to tha bank like Seagal on "Hard to Kill"
All these years down tha drain
I'm 75% wrong I'll neva change but I'm workin' to get betta mane
[Hook]
I know lately that we ain't did much
But on my mama girl I promise
I'mma make that up
I know you sick of all them b*tches
With them rumors and lies
But however against the weather
You gon' always be mine
And I'mma stretch my time we gon' make thangs rite
No mo layin by yourself between tha sheets by yo self at night
And I'mma beat that pus*y up, beat that pus*y up
Girl I'mma beat that pus*y up until you holla that's enough

Boosie bad ass on tha track n*gga
Mouse on tha beat
Its more than beautiful baby
Believe that but I gotta holla at you
We gotta go baby cause on my way ho