Southern Boy Lyrics

Southern Boy lyrics

[Chorus X1 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh):]
Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up
Daddy
Beat It Up, Beat It Up,
Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up
Daddy
Beat It Up, Beat It Up,
You Know You want this pussy
[Mannie
Fresh]
Sure Do
[Tateeze]
You know you want this pussy
[Mannie
Fresh]
Its true
[Tateeze]
You know you want this pussy
[Mannie
Fresh]
Bring It On
[Tateeze]
You know you want this pussy
[Mannie
Fresh]
And i'm gone

[Verse 1 (Mannie Fresh)]
With so much pussy on
the city streets,
its kinda hard for a pimp keepin with these freaks,
But
I tracks em' down, backs em' down, bustin they guts,
Leave pussy so gushi,
overflowin with nuts,
I'm a hellified, superfied, pickle slingin
mack,
Dick like a stick breaking off in your back,
Its explicit when I
gets it baby all night long,
knock your head against the bead till the
insides gone,
Give you big long wood, beat it real good,
I ain't your
man, i ain't stan, but I wish I could,
An hour in the shower, then on top of
the dresser,
Then the bed, give me head, and then I'm a letcha,
Ride that
pole, make you say "OH"
The sex is incredible, the dick is like
"WOAH"
Cussin, lustin, bout to get a nut when she looked at me,
and
said

[Chorus X1 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh)]

[Verse 2 (Mannie Fresh
& Baby)]
I come with, TV's and DVD's in the cars, and I
Pack a big dick
down in the drawers,
I'm the neighbourhood pickle slinger, pain
bringer
Super sick big dick, nasty ass rap singer,
Do it baby, stick it
baby, do it baby, get it
Make that ass clap everytime that I hit it
Now
all I need, is liquor and weed,
two dyke bitches straight down to get
g's
[Baby]
See I got it up, gotta hit it, gotta get it,
Cuz I moved
up,
Gotta split it, gotta fit it to a magnum,
Gotta fuck it, don't love
it, I don't want none,
But you can have some, see I played homie
Fucked
the bedspreads up, cuz I banged on it
Hit tha hoe from the back and she sang
homie
These same ass words from the same song, the same song

[Chorus
X1 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh)]

[Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh)]
See this story
takes place on a late night
I was on the lakefront trying to get some act
right
Hoe was acting funny so I had to kick game
I said you be my queen,
I be your king, and things will never change
Now I'm just sitting there,
lookin at the beaver
Its Hairy like Barry and its bigger than
Geneva
Something said stick my finger in it so I did
Then came the 2, the
3, the 4, the thumb and aww shit
I just don't believe it, how could she
concieve it
My fist, my wrist bitch, you need to summer's eve it
Douche
ya bush black, you smell like stepback
What the fuck is that (whoo!)
tunacat
Put her out my Jag fast, tell that bitch you get no cash
Get your
shit together shorty, clean your lil funky ass
Been alot of places, did alot
of shows, met alot of people
fucked alot of hoes, I

[Chorus X2
(Tateeze & Mannie Fresh)]