Beyonce Knowles If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead) Lyrics

p Are you looking for Beyonce Knowles lyrics for song If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead)? You've come to the right place. If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead) is a song played by Beyonce Knowles. /p p[Beyonce]br Sweetness flowing like a faucetbr Body bangin' no corsetbr Brothas wanna toss itbr But they lost, cause my game made them forfeitbr Slicker than a porpoise and thicker than a horse isbr Carmen Brown got the whole town speechlessbr I'll stick to my thesis, eyes stick to my featuresbr Brothas trying to hold, but thier game never reachesbr Most of these cats are like the middle of peachesbr I see you looking at, but what you looking at?br You're in a bar and wanna twist me like a bottle cap?br /p p [Mos Def]br I'm trying to holla Miss, to see if you gon holla backbr /p p [Beyonce]br Your game is whack, and no, you will not get your quarter backbr See this is Carmen, curves like a cul-de-sacbr skin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain't dunking thatbr /p p [Mos Def]br But this is Miller, Lieutenant, if you're wonderingbr /p p [Sarpong]br And I'm Nathanilebr /p p [Mos Def]br Mel Gibsonbr /p p [Sarpong]br Danny Gloverin'br /p p [Beyonce]br But I'm not hearing you, you might as well be mumblingbr See, I have dreams, and with a man, what will become of them?br There's not a kid out here who can make me believebr I should postpone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve?br Whole bar full of cuffs and you ain't locking me downbr /p p [Mos Def]br I got a warrant for ya heart, in the bed, hold the trialbr /p p [Sarpong]br Get a pardon if you come with the Sergeant, nowbr /p p [Beyonce]br Give me a chair, cause I don't care, I ain't feeling your stylebr /p p [Chorus]br [Mos Def] - Ayo, I'm trying to get with you shortybr [Beyonce] - But I'm not feeling youbr [Sarpong] - But I'm an officer shortybr [Beyonce] - My looks are killing youbr [Mos Def] - Murder One will get you under the coversbr [Beyonce] - Game taller, manslaughter, I ain't feeling you brothasbr [Mos Def] - Ayo, I'm trying to get with you shortybr [Beyonce] - But I'm not feeling youbr [Sarpong] - But I'm an officer shortybr [Beyonce] - My looks are killing youbr [Mos Def] - Murder One will get you under the coversbr [Beyonce] - Game taller, manslaughter, I ain't feeling you brothasbr /p p [Beyonce]br Eyes like the oceanbr /p p [Mos Def]br Ma, I got some lotionbr Hold ya thighs, raise 'em high and daddy long stroke youbr /p p [Beyonce]br Hair like foreverbr /p p [Sarpong]br Swear I do it betterbr Take my gun out the holster, I still got the Barrettabr /p p [Beyonce]br Brothas sweat Carmen like Patrick Ewing, but that cat...br /p p [Mos Def]br Don't waste your time, he ain't worth doing, he's just a Sergeantbr Passing out tickets for parkingbr /p p [Sarpong]br Chicken-heads cluckingbr /p p [Beyonce]br Pitiful bulls barkingbr See, this is Carmen, voice sweet as marvinbr I turn out lights, with the switch, when I'm walkingbr Girls steady jealous, cause they men always hawkin'br Even got Lou lookin' at me like he stalkin'br And I got a mind, toobr I wouldn't bless you,br if your first name was hachoo on Sunday, singin' gospelbr /p p [Mos Def]br You ain't a dyme, just a nickel actin' hostilebr /p p [Beyonce]br I'm headed for the big top and bouncin' on this side-show.../p