Beyonce Knowles - IF LOOKS COULD KILL (YOU WOULD BE DEAD) lyrics
(Beyoncé (Mos Def and Sam Sarpong:):)
Sweetness flowing like a faucet
Body banging, no corset
Brothers wanna toss it
But they loss `cause my game
Made them forfeit
Slicker than porpoise
And thicker than a horse`s
Carmen Brown got the
Whole town speechless
I stick to my thesis
Eyes stick to my features
Brothers try to hold
But their game never reachs
And most of these cats are
Like the middle of peaches
I see you looking there
But what you lookin` at
You in a bar and
Wanna twist me like a bottle cap
(I`mma try to holla miss to
See if you gon holla back)
Your game is whack
I know you will not
Get your quarter back
See this is Carmen
Curves like a culdasack
Skin, coffee and cream
Your doughnut
You ain`t dunking that
(But this is Miller
Lieutenant if you wondering)
(And I`m the Dag
Mel Gibson, Danny Gloverin`)
But I`m not hearing you
You might as well be mumblin`
See I have dreams and with
A man what would become of them
There`s not a kid out here
That can make me believe
I should postpone my goals
He`s got tricks up his sleeves
Whole bar full of cuffs and
You ain`t lockin` me down
(I got a warrant for your heart
And the bed for the trial)
(Get a pardon if you come
With the sergeant now)
Give me a chair, I don`t care
I`m not feelin` your style
(Ay yo I`m tryna get with you shorty)
But I`m not feeling you
(But I`m an officer shorty)
My looks are killing you
(Murder one to
Get you under the covers)
Game taller, man slaughter
I ain`t feeling you brothers
(Ay yo I`m tryna get with you shorty)
But I`m not feeling you
(But I`m an officer shorty)
My looks are killing you
(Murder one to
Get you under the covers)
Game taller, man slaughter
I ain`t feeling you brothers
Eyes like the ocean
(Ma I got some lotion)
(I`ll hold your thighs
Raise them high and
Daddy long stroke `em)
Hair like forever
(Sweat I could do it better)
(Take the gun out my holster
I still pack the Beretta)
Brothers sweat Carmen
Like Patrick Ewing
But that kid
(Don`t waste your time
He`s just a sergeant)
(Passing out tickets for parking)
(Chickenheads clucking)
Pitiful bulls barking
See this is Carmen
Voice sweet as Marvin
I turn out lights with
The switch when I walk in
Girls steady jealous
`Cause their man always hawking
Even got Lou
Looking at me like stalking
And I got a mind too
I wouldn`t bless you if
You`re first name was A`choo
On Sunday singing gospel
(You ain`t a dime
Just a nickel actin` hostile)
I`m headed for the big time
And bouncin` on this side show
