Field Mob

Field Mob - Eat 'Em Up, Beat 'Em Up songtekst

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You say you got a man at home

But he dont dig deep in ya guts

And he aint freaky enough, But me

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I pour a little drank

We smokin on a sac

You like it from the front 

But you love it from the back 

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides





I wanna put ya lips below ya navel

Up against the lips above my chin 

To kiss ya low as if ya gential's below a mistletoe 

And let ya saddle up on me and sit you on top 

And lick you low like a midgets blow pop

You got mo ass than a cattle of donkeys

Im grippin yo hips as I flip ya diggin into ya twat 

You so bad Ill raw ya, yep wit no rubber

Dimepiece, I'll drink yo bath water

Im the best, I wont hurt ya

I'll eat it up and have ya moanin 

Like you in a Herbal Essence commerical

Babygirl Im the better man

Didnt you say he dont eat ya, he must be a vegetarian

Cause as long as I got this face and lips

You always got a place to sit

So let me treat you like a postage stamp

And lick ya before I stick ya





You say you got a man at home

But he dont dig deep in ya guts

And he aint freaky enough, But me

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I pour a little drank

We smokin on a sac

You like it from the front 

But you love it from the back 

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides





She say she like it when I kiss on her neck and bite her nipples

Hit it from the back I have her walkin like she cripple

Im the king of the quickie, I be workin it

Nine inches plus its thick with a curve in it

Like a rainbow, for us the game go, keep it quiet

Unless you wanna suffer from a good dick diet

I dont know what you been told

Yeah I kiss the clit but dont suck no toes

Take ya clothes off but leave ya shoes on 

Dance for daddy let me see ya new thong

You wrong if you expectin me to be trickin I cant

Imma be gone just as soon as I wash my dick in the sink

You got a husband and two kids

And I aint tryin to be beefin wit him 

Cause he mad Im up in his boo ribs

Fussin because he discovered 

Same mouth he kiss been stuffed wit some new dick





You say you got a man at home

But he dont dig deep in ya guts

And he aint freaky enough, But me

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I pour a little drank

We smokin on a sac

You like it from the front 

But you love it from the back 

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides





If yo husband aint lovin you right

Call me.. Imma give you the wood

If he dont beat it, Imma beat it, Beat it like he should

We been smokin and drinkin

Whats on yo mind, Whatcha thinkin

Imma beat it up, but before I beat it up Imma eat it up





Imma beat it so good you'll wake up wit a sore rear in the mornin

Callin me talkin bout Smoke you knocked my period on

And how it hurts to sit down and work

And how yo roomate be complainin about her hearing us moanin

Im bringin down your tears when we bonin

The way you cryin out my name its like you cheerin me on

I.. Eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides

You earthquakin and shiver like its cold

I.. getcha like a stove, hot and heated sweat for me

Rub ya clit get it wet for me

And when it (poot, poot, poot) from the rida-coochie

Make me make you cum like jury duty

You pregnant glad it aint mine

Its a fact I was strapped, I aint lyin

Doctor say its a lil girl good

Now I get pussy and head at the same time





You say you got a man at home

But he dont dig deep in ya guts

And he aint freaky enough, But me

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I pour a little drank

We smokin on a sac

You like it from the front 

But you love it from the back 

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides





If yo husband aint lovin you right

Call me.. Imma give you the wood

If he dont beat it, Imma beat it, Beat it like he should

We been smokin and drinkin

Whats on yo mind, Whatcha thinkin

Imma beat it up, but before I beat it up Imma eat it up





You say you got a man at home

But he dont dig deep in ya guts

And he aint freaky enough, But me

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up then switch sides

I pour a little drank

We smokin on a sac

You like it from the front 

But you love it from the back 

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides

I eat um up, beat um up, then switch sides
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