Beyoncé "If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead)" letra

If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead)

[Beyonce]Sweetness flowing like a faucetBody bangin' no corsetBrothas wanna toss itBut they lost, cause my game made them forfeitSlicker than a porpoise and thicker than a horse isCarmen Brown got the whole town speechlessI'll stick to my thesis, eyes stick to my featuresBrothas trying to hold, but thier game never reachesMost of these cats are like the middle of peachesI see you looking at, but what you looking at?You're in a bar and wanna twist me like a bottle cap?

[Mos Def]I'm trying to holla Miss, to see if you gon holla back

[Beyonce]Your game is whack, and no, you will not get your quarter backSee this is Carmen, curves like a cul-de-sacskin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain't dunking that

[Mos Def]But this is Miller, Lieutenant, if you're wondering

[Sarpong]And I'm Nathanile

[Mos Def]Mel Gibson

[Sarpong]Danny Gloverin'

[Beyonce]But I'm not hearing you, you might as well be mumblingSee, I have dreams, and with a man, what will become of them?There's not a kid out here who can make me believeI should postpone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve?Whole bar full of cuffs and you ain't locking me down

[Mos Def]I got a warrant for ya heart, in the bed, hold the trial

[Sarpong]Get a pardon if you come with the Sergeant, now

[Beyonce]Give me a chair, cause I don't care, I ain't feeling your style

[Chorus][Mos Def] - Ayo, I'm trying to get with you shorty[Beyonce] - But I'm not feeling you[Sarpong] - But I'm an officer shorty[Beyonce] - My looks are killing you[Mos Def] - Murder One will get you under the covers[Beyonce] - Game taller, manslaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas[Mos Def] - Ayo, I'm trying to get with you shorty[Beyonce] - But I'm not feeling you[Sarpong] - But I'm an officer shorty[Beyonce] - My looks are killing you[Mos Def] - Murder One will get you under the covers[Beyonce] - Game taller, manslaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas

[Beyonce]Eyes like the ocean

[Mos Def]Ma, I got some lotionHold ya thighs, raise 'em high and daddy long stroke you

[Beyonce]Hair like forever

[Sarpong]Swear I do it betterTake my gun out the holster, I still got the Barretta

[Beyonce]Brothas sweat Carmen like Patrick Ewing, but that cat...

[Mos Def]Don't waste your time, he ain't worth doing, he's just a SergeantPassing out tickets for parking

[Sarpong]Chicken-heads clucking

[Beyonce]Pitiful bulls barkingSee, this is Carmen, voice sweet as marvinI turn out lights, with the switch, when I'm walkingGirls steady jealous, cause they men always hawkin'Even got Lou lookin' at me like he stalkin'And I got a mind, tooI wouldn't bless you,if your first name was hachoo on Sunday, singin' gospel

[Mos Def]You ain't a dyme, just a nickel actin' hostile

[Beyonce]I'm headed for the big top and bouncin' on this side-show...

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