Testo della canzone If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead) di Beyonce Knowles
Sweetness flowing like a faucet
Body bangin’ no corset
Brothas wanna toss it
But they lost, cause my game made them forfeit
Slicker than a porpoise and thicker than a horse is
Carmen Brown got the whole town speechless
I’ll stick to my thesis, eyes stick to my features
Brothas trying to hold, but thier game never reaches
Most of these cats are like the middle of peaches
I see you looking at, but what you looking at?
You’re in a bar and wanna twist me like a bottle cap?
I’m trying to holla Miss, to see if you gon holla back
Your game is whack, and no, you will not get your quarter back
See this is Carmen, curves like a cul-de-sac
skin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain’t dunking that
But this is Miller, Lieutenant, if you’re wondering
And I’m Nathanile
But I’m not hearing you, you might as well be mumbling
See, I have dreams, and with a man, what will become of them?
There’s not a kid out here who can make me believe
I should postpone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve?
Whole bar full of cuffs and you ain’t locking me down
I got a warrant for ya heart, in the bed, hold the trial
Get a pardon if you come with the Sergeant, now
Give me a chair, cause I don’t care, I ain’t feeling your style
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 -ac
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