If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead) - Beyoncé (碧昂丝)/Mos Def/Sam Sarpong
Sweetness flowing like a faucet
Body bangin' no corset
Brothas wanna toss it
But they lost cause my game made them forfeit
Slicker than a porpoise and thicker than a horse is
Carmen brown got the whole town speechless
I'll stick to my thesis
Eyes 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're in a bar and wanna twist me like a bottle cap
I'm trying to holla miss
To see if you gon holla back
Your game is whack and no
You will not get your quarter back
See this is carmen curves like a cul de sac
Skin coffee and cream your donuts
You ain't dunking that
But this is miller
Lieutenant if you're wondering
And I'm nathanile
Mel gibson
Danny gloverin'
But I'm not hearing you you might as well be mumbling
See I have dreams and with a man what will become of them
There's not a kid out here who can make me believe
I should postpone my goals
He got tricks up his sleeve
Whole bar full of cuffs and
You ain't locking me down
I got a warrant for ya heart
In the bed hold the trial
Get a pardon if you come with the sergeant now
Give me a chair cause I don't care
I ain't feeling your style
Ayo I'm trying to get with you shorty
But I'm not feeling you
But I'm an officer shorty
My looks are killing you
Murder one will get you under the covers
Game taller manslaughter
I ain't feeling you brothas
Ayo I'm trying to get with you shorty
But I not feeling you
But I'm an officer shorty
My looks are killing you
Murder one will get you under the covers
Game taller manslaughter
I ain't feeling you brothas
Eyes like the ocean
Ma
I got some lotion
Hold ya thighs raise 'em high and
Daddy long stroke you
Hair like forever
Swear
I do it better
Take my gun out the holster
I still got the barretta
Brothas sweat carmen like patrick ewing but that cat
Don't waste your time
He ain't worth doing
He's just a sergeant
Passing out tickets for parking
Chicken heads clucking
Pitiful bulls barking
See this is carmen
Voice sweet as marving
I turn out lights
With the switch when I'm walking
Girls steady jealous
Cause they men 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 hachoo on sunday
Singin' gospel
You ain't a dyme just a nickel actin' hostile
I'm headed for the big top and
Bouncin' on this side show
