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- Composers:
- Jackson
- John David / Leslie
- Ryan / Rooney
- H
- See also:
Fabolous - You Be Killin' 'Em lyrics
You wassup girl
Ain't gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now
I buy the caskets caskets
They should arrest you
Or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon' stress you
But I'mma let you know girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em
Uh uh ohh
[Verse 1]
You ain't gotta worry 'bout her
Shorty straight
I been chasin her for two days, first 48
A bad b-tch cost
She worth every cent
She look like the best money I ever spent
Just watchin my cutie pie gettin beautified
Make me want better jewels a newer ride
Louis vuitton shoes
She got too much pride
Her feet killin her
I call it shoe-icide
Lookin good has its sacrifices
Chilly weather bring four figure jacket prices
Her body nice
Face dime
Give you that iPhone 4, facetime
Shorty in the streets
Still handle the home
Enough class for wine
Styll handle patron
When them other girls call I hand her the phone
And she hand em the tone
[Chorus]
You wassup girl
Ain't gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now
I buy the caskets
They should arrest you
Or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon' stress you
But I'mma let you know girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
Fabolous - You Be Killin' 'Em - http://motolyrics.com/fabolous/you-be-killin-em-lyrics.html
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em
Uh uh ohh
[Verse 2]
Yeah I know that's what they all says
She gotta donkey with a Juan Valdez
Keep it clean cut like bald heads
Been playin with that green long as Paul Pierce
So you gotta ball harder than them ball players
All she wanna know is there a mall near us
Can't fault her, the last nigga spoiled her
But he ain't beat it up, I assault her
Shoulda seen her come to me when I called her
Slow strut like she walking to the altar
Hand bag on her arm cost four bills
And she ain't gotta beg, borrow or steal
Often imitated, never duplicated
They say she a dime, I say she underrated
I just met her so the next solution
Dead my old chick, execution
[Chorus]
You wassup girl
Ain't gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now
I buy the caskets
They should arrest you
Or whoever blessed you
Ain't gon' stress you
But I'mma let you know girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em (2x)
Girl
You be killin em
Uh uh ohh
[Outro]
Had to let you know
All the ladies (to all the ladies)
I'd like to congratulate you
Congratulations
And you just came from the gym clothes
In a fitted cap and some Timbo's
And a pair of flats, well trimmed toes
Camera in the mirror, BBM Pose
Still killin em hoes
You still killin em hoes
You still killin em hoes
Uh uh ohh