Beyonce Knowles If Looks Could Kill (you Would Be Dead) Lyrics

If Looks Could Kill (you Would Be Dead) Lyrics

Beyonce' - Sweetness flowing like a faucet 

 Body bangin' up corset 

 Brothas wanna toss it 

 But they lost, cause my game made them forfeit 

 Slicker than a porpis and thicker than a horses 

 Carmen Brown got the whole town speechless 

 I'll stick to my thesis, I'll stick to my features 

 Brothas trying to hold, but thier game never reaches 

 Most of these cats are like the middle of peaches 

 

 I see you looking at, but what you looking at? 

 You wanna bomb, wanna twist me like a bottle cap 

 

 Mos Def - I'm trying to holla Miss, to see if you gonna holla back 

 

 Beyonce' - Your game is whack, I know you really need your quarter back 

 See this is Carmen, curves like a cul-de-sac 

 skin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain't talking that 

 

 Mos Def - But this is Miller, Lieutenant, if you're wondering 

 

 Sarpong - And I'm the thag 

 

 Mos Def - Mel Gibson 

 

 Sarpong - Danny Gloverin' 

 

 Beyonce' - But I'm not hearing you, you might as well be mumbling 

 See, I have dreams with a man, what will become of him? 

 There's not a git out here who can make me believe 

 I should post pone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve? 

 Whole bar full of cuffs and you ain't locking me down 

 

 Mos Def - I got a warrant for ya heart and a battle and trial 

 

 Sarpong - Get a pardon if you come with the Sergeant, now 

 

 Beyonce' - Give me a chair, cause I don't care, I ain't feeling your style 

 

 Chorus 

 

 Mos Def - Yo, I'm trying to get with you shorty 

 

 Beyonce' - But I'm not feeling you 

 

 Sarpong - But I'm an officer shorty 

 

 Beyonce' - My looks are killing you 

 

 Mos Def - Murder One will get you under the covers 

 

 Beyonce' - Game taller, man slaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas 

 

 Mos Def - Yo, I'm trying to get with you shorty 

 

 Beyonce' - But I'm not feeling you 

 

 Sarpong - But I'm an officer shorty 

 

 Beyonce' - My looks are killing you 

 

 Mos Def - Murder One will get you under the covers 

 

 Beyonce' - Game taller, man slaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas 

 

 Eyes like the ocean 

 

 Mos Def - Ma, I got some lotion 

 Hold ya thighs, raise 'em high and daddy long stroke you 

 

 Beyonce' - Hair like forever 

 

 Sarpong - Swear I could do it better 

 Take my gun out the holster, I still got the Barretta 

 

 Beyonce' - Brothas sweat Carmen like Patrick Ewing, but that kid... 

 

 Mos Def - Don't waste your time, he ain't no doing, he's just a Sergeant 

 Passing out tickets for parking 

 

 Sarpong - Chickenheads clucking 

 

 Beyonce' - Pitiful bulls barking 

 

 See this is Carmen, voice sweet as marvin 

 I turn out lights, with the switch, when I'm walking 

 Girls getting jealous, cause they man always hawking 

 Even got Lou looking at me like he stalking 

 And I got a mind too 

 I wouldn't bless you, 

 if your first name was "Hachu" on Sunday singing gospel 

 

 Mos Def - You ain't a dime, just a nickel I can high scoop 

 

 Beyonce' - I'm headed for the big top, I'm bouncing on this side-show...