[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Bay Area!

From the front to the back, from the left to the right side, we worldwide

From the East to the West side, get it girl, that's right, let's ride

She ain't gotta tell me she want it, she know I know that she with it

She moan and groan when I get it, she tell me lick it, I did it

She's a sexy thing

Enough to make a nigga go crazy man, do crazy things

We get to talkin' and touchin', we get to lickin' and stickin'

Now, now you know what we doing, when you're around and we missin'

We go through perfect positions, we get it poppin', now listen

Too much pleasure to measure, she got the power to beat it

Make her wanna give it to me in that major way

Jack pot, jump shot, how a nigga fade away

I mean way away, I be on that elite shit

That HBK, heartbreak kid freak shit

[Chorus: LoveRance]

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]

I'ma 'bout to call your bitch, cause she's scandalous

I'm a pro with the wood, these niggas amateurs

Make her bust a few times when I come through

You can smoke a blunt and kick it like Kung Fu

Goin' crazy on this pussy, on your nut too

You done got 3 or 4, I'm tryna nut too

She talk that shit she got a awful mouth

Nigga hit her one time at the waffle house

Right up in the IHOP

But it definitely wasn't my spot

Look at all these bitches, where the bad ones at?

You know I hate a mad ho, where the glad ones at?

I'm tryna dick some women when the club close

Look at Jizzle, got the phantom full of club hoes

Yeah, Jizzle in his baseball cap

'Bout to beat the pussy up, nigga baseball bat

[Chorus: LoveRance]

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

[Verse 3: T.I.]

Beat that pussy up, jab, jab, right hook

Send her home to her man, let 'em watch The Notebook

Shorty wanna hang, I'm a coat hook

Split that thing down the middle of the roll up

Shown up, Gucci down to the shoe lace

Hundred carats in the chain, no fugaise

Hoes still sweat a nigga on a cool day

Them other sucker niggas fake as April Fool's Day

And a rich nigga gotta pay, that(s) what you say

I got bitches from the bay to the UK

Thick with it, pussy sweet like Kool-Aid

Run abroad, then I let her bust two straight

No suitcase on the PJ runway

Me plus two, thats a G4 three way

I give her man a hard time

He gotta soft six and I gotta hard nine

[Chorus: LoveRance]

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up

I beat the pussy up, up, up, up, up, up, up