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three 6 mafia - beat hoes down lyrics
[hook]
(real, real n_gga believe in beatin them hoes down
real, real, real n_gga believe in beatin them hoes down, push her)x4
(real, real n_gga believe in beatin them hoes down
push her head into the wall until you hear that cracking sound)x4
[verse 1]
sometimes i be wantin to take my fist
and beat these b_tches badly
check them tramps, i neva nap
cause scarecrow gotta have the
dividends, theres plenty ends for managin those prostitutes
kickin that black b_tch in her big end so hard that
she pickin the skin up off my boots
my brother has always said dont have no mercy on these hoes
make them walk the strip
until they wearin out they shoe soles
and ever since then i can’t stand to see a b_tch with a dollar
it mess me up that funky b_tch cause i’ll a
b_tch you got to work, go to work, do some dirt
bring lord infamous back some money
before you get yo ass hurt
b_tch, you betta meet yo f_ckin quota
b_tch you betta wise up
f_ck around and get yo ass put in the piledriver
busta mother f_cka pint of hennessy across ya f_ckin head
hit you in the knee cap with a pipe and try to break yo leg
man there’s plenty money to be made in the m_town
n_ggas betta learn you gotta beat a funky b_tch down
[hook]
[verse 2]
one day me and paul was chillin in the cut dog, jus glidin
a couplea b_tches i knew ask for a ride
we just cruisin, jus a little pimpin
rollin blunts and bumpin
paul ask the b_tch you wanna hit the hotel or something?
the hoes were with it so we fell up in the la quinta inn
and we smokin mega blunts and sippin on that grape fruit gin
now the b_tches f_cked up and the scarecrow spittin crazy game
paul in the corner gettin his d_ck sucked by the otha dame
now i got the stallion comin on up out them draws
oh lord now its type to bang the walls, bang the walls
now we through but i still think the hoes dont get the picture
fired up the roach and hit the rest of the liquor
(so whats up where you want us to drop you off to?)
next thing i know she comin out her purse with a deuce, deuce
i started bustin, with the 80 out the ankle holster
two wounded b_tches in the hotel f_ckin with locstaz
[hook]
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