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Album: AKA Presents: The Hotlist (2011)
Charted: 46
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  • I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up

    Make it shake, like a vibrator
    Laugh now, I'ma make u cry later
    Your boyfriend was the bitch, nigga, bye hater
    I'ma get deep in it, tomb raider
    All in the crib, room raiders
    Yeah I'm a dog, I be howlin' at the moon baby
    Ill break kids, but I'm a grown man
    And watch me hit it from the back
    Play with that pussy with my hands
    We can do it on the floor, or on the chair ma
    Matter of fact we can do it anywhere
    Call me, I can get it juicy for ya
    Set the camera up, I can make a movie for ya
    I'm a nasty nigga, I ain't never lie
    Here to make u want to keep the baby, kevan federline
    Misunderstood nigga, no I don't fuck around
    Your girl calling me begging me to fuck her now

    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up

    Yeah I eat it, but much rather beat it
    Dick your girl down, cus I know she really need it
    Yeah I get her wet, wetter then she ever been
    Now she telling me that she gonna tell all her friends
    I'm like ok, bring em all along
    As long as I can stick my tounge in between her thong
    Yeah I'm nasty, I know you like it
    Lick the bottom lip baby girl u gonna bite it
    Yeah I go deep, I love her from the back
    Watch that back, make her ass clap
    Make the pussy squirt, yeah I got stroke
    Tell me where it hurts
    Spread them legs little mommie watch me work
    Tell me what it is, show me what it could be
    Pussy on my lips, juice box tastes good to me
    Put it on my unguent, fill me on up
    Put it in your gut, tear the pussy up

    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up

    I'm me, you know I'm a big dog
    I dive in head first like a free fall
    Big wood, thicker then a tree log
    Had her bouncing on my dick like a see saw
    Baby I'm raw, in fact I don't use protection
    We can get it right here in the vip section
    I wanna fuck u right here, like erqel say
    Mr ice with the cream, no dessert please scream my name
    Baby I'm skipper, just one dish had her reaching for my zipper
    And now I'm a dick her, you can pick her up, or I'll deliver
    Panties in the way, if their new then I'ma rip em
    I go hard in the paint, boy friend muggin' all hard 'cause you came
    91 premium all in the tank
    Got to deposit that dick to call it a sperm bank

    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up
    I beat the pussy Writer/s: CLIFFORD JOSEPH HARRIS, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, JAY W JENKINS, RANCE OLIVER II, SUDAN AMEER WILLIAMS
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, The Administration MP, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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