Sam Bohl - Beat The sh** lyrics

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Sam Bohl - Beat The sh** lyrics

[Hook] f** with me wrong, take me out my zone And I'll knock the motherf**in' snow off your cone, my n***a Man, it stink in this b**h, it must be them p**y-a** n***as talkin' sh** So beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a Beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a b**h-a**, ho-a**, p**y a**-n***a I beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a We beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a We sh** out that p**y-a** n***a Beat the sh** out of that p**y a**-n***a [Verse 1: Gunplay] BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! I'm a knuckle-throwin' knucklehead What that motherf**er said? Bring that ruckus 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 Climbin' up with Suga Hill, slidin' down in somethin' new Spilling Gin and jungle juice, and I got that lumber too And I brought a f**in' zoo, tear this sh** 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**in' head off your collar bone Them n***as 'cidal bums flinchin' at the sight of arms p**y n***as ain't eatin', but we fry the farm Beat a n***a down 'til he left without a vital sign [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I run off in your f**in' sh**, damn, now I got sh** stains All these f**in' tattoos, and I ain't got one b**h name Got a pocket full of a**-whoopings, I'm givin' 'em out like nicknames What's up with your fist game? You'll catch a hook - fish hang Watch me co*k the Nina, call that rough s** Knock your head off, you just a rough neck And if I'm shootin' at ya, n***a, all net Ain't no world peace, just Ron Artest Dick-in-a-booty-a** n***a Die-quick-in-a-movie-a** n***a Extra-fruit-in-the-smoothie-a** n***a Get beat like a drum, music cla**, n***a BRR Life is a gamble, dyin' is your best bet Got a scope on the pistol, give your a** fresh breath Give my fist a kiss, n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] What's really good, n***a? I'm feelin' good, n***a Rest in peace lil' Wesley Wes A p**y-a** n***a always k** a good n***a 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 as Scotty, beam me up They say we all gotta pay the price f** it, man - ring me up f**in' right I skate, ho - p**y is my scapegoat And all these p**y-a** n***as that's hatin', kiss my a**, besos I'm a genius, take notes - I'll split your egg to the egg yolk I'll be dead before I be dead broke Still burn money, my bread toast f** it, if you got it, spend it, n***a But just keep your two pennies, n***a Start sh** and I'll end it, n***a Don't open your mouth, I'm a dentist, n***a Lil' Tunechi... give my fist a kiss, n***a... [Outro] So beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a Beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a b**h-a**, ho-a**, p**y a**-n***a I beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a We beat the sh** out of that p**y-a** n***a We sh** out that p**y-a** n***a Beat the sh** out of that p**y a**-n***a f** with me wrong, take me out my zone I'll bring it to your chest, make you king me like Kong, my n***a What you drink in this b**h? I'll give you a whole bottle of it to your face, n***a