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from Light Poles and Pine Trees

"Eat 'Em Up, Beat 'Em Up" is track #12 on the album Light Poles and Pine Trees. It was written by Crawford/johnson/johnson.
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You say you got a man at home
But he don't dig deep in ya guts and he ain't freaky enough, but me
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em 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 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em 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 genitals 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
I'm grippin' your hips as I flip ya diggin' into your twat
You so bad I'll raw you, yep wit no rubber
dime piece, I'll drink yo bath water

I'm the best, I won't hurt you, I'll eat it up and have ya moanin'
Like you in a Herbal Essence commercial
Baby girl, I'm the better man
Didn't you say he don't 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 you before I stick you

You say you got a man at home
But he don't dig deep in ya guts and he ain't freaky enough, but me
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em 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 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em 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
I'm 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 don't know what you been told
Yeah I kiss the clit but don't 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
I'mma be gone just as soon as I wash my dick in the sink

You got a husband and two kids
And I ain't tryin' to be beefin' wit him 'cause he mad I'm 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 don't dig deep in ya guts and he ain't freaky enough, but me
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em 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 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides

If yo husband ain't lovin' you right, call me, I'mma give you the wood
If he don't beat it, I'mma beat it, beat it like he should
We been smokin' and drinkin', what's on yo mind, whatcha thinkin'
I'mma beat it up, but before I beat it up I'mma eat it up

I'mma 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 your roommate be complainin' about her hearing us moanin'

I'm bringin' down your tears when we bonin'
The way you cryin' out my name it's like you cheerin' me on
I, eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides
You earthquakin' and shiver like it's cold

I getcha like a stove, hot and heated sweat for me
Rub ya clit get it wet for me
And when it from the rida-coochie
Make me make you come like jury duty

You pregnant glad it ain't mine
It's a fact I was strapped, I ain't lyin'
Doctor say it's a lil' girl good
Now I get pussy and head at the same time

You say you got a man at home
But he don't dig deep in ya guts and he ain't freaky enough, but me
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em 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 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides

If your husband ain't lovin' you right, call me, I'mma give you the wood
If he don't beat it, I'mma beat it, beat it like he should
We been smokin' and drinkin', what's on yo mind, whatcha thinkin'
I'mma beat it up, but before I beat it up I'mma eat it up

You say you got a man at home
But he don't dig deep in ya guts and he ain't freaky enough, but me
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em 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 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides
I eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides

Songwriters
CRAWFORD/JOHNSON/JOHNSON

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