Willie Beamen Lyrics

Drop top in that Beemer, full bottle don't drop that
And my suit fresh from the cleaners, fit nice and I like that
I got twice back 'cause she back it up, next round and I'm back up
I've had a cup and I'm swinging hard, you see I'm goin' for the fence like I'm batter up
And I hit her back when she hit me first, throw a name in my last verse
My bar tab's got mo' bottles on mo' bottles on mo' bottles
Drop me off a pair of the chrome model, drivin' in the front seat headin' out
A set of keys in your girls' apartment, so you pick 'em up 'beep beep' rollin' out
She blowin' out and she blowin' off a little steam that she couldn't keep in 'er
Five course meals and I call this shit dinner, got a white Rover, call this shit winner
Fuck twice over, make 'em all leave, party like a weekend in the middle of the week
Couldn't rest once so I work all day, and I drink all night so I never get to sleep

Day dreamin' I'm stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah
Day dreamin' I'm stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah

They say
They say

Day dreamin' stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah

Gin poured in my foam cup, shades on and my door shut
Lights off and my bed spread is just laced up on my tour bus
Day-dreamin' my days seeming more Willie Beamen I'm so rushed
Out to pocket this money pourin', I'm inportin' more influx
Nip tuck that chick look like she just got sucked up
Codeine in two cups, she leanin' like too drunk
Whip just got souped-up, it look like that new truck
Buzzed off like crew-cuts, my crew cut like too tough
Run it back and I'm running backs, and don't take the sack but I make it back
And plenty hyped I jumped on the stack, I'm plenty hype that I'm jumpin' back
Albright on my fitted cap, and I'm takin' tracks like I'm runnin' laps
Albright on my fitted cap, pennant race and on the map

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Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah
Day dreamin' I'm stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah

They say
They say

Day dreamin' stu- stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah

Ride or die well that's suicide, I got Nike's on but that's do or die
Welcome home, when'd you arrive? You got nothin' on but then who am I
Take your time, stay a while, maybe we can get a little crazy wild
Open up and I'll show you things that you closed out when you bottled up
Now bottles up and you laughing now, damn girl that's what I'm all about
I don't really even wanna give a damn, to think about the times you were heading out
Let it out, belt it out, let me hear your pain
Because I've been two days in the rain, lookin' for the sun and haven't you seen
What you think, I was gonna chew you up and then spit you out just like that?
Commin' through your city and not on my hat, I be reppin' two up and two back
Matter fact, we could just ball out or we could just sit back
'Cause in a minute I'm'a yell out he-he-he-he-heart attack
And bring it back

Day dreamin' I'm stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah
Day dreamin' I'm stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah

They say
They say

Day dreamin' stu- stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen
Stu-stuntin' like Willie Beamen-ah