Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pussy , by - The-Dream. Song from the album IV Play, in the genre R&BRelease date: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
Pussy |
| Oh boy |
| She want a dope boy |
| She want to throw bands on her pole dance |
| No text drive on that 2 door |
| She want to stunt with me I’m an old man |
| Oh God my IG is like iIV to this lifestyle |
| I buy this shit, take a pic |
| And you OD on my life files |
| Shawty get it (get it) |
| Do it big, Do it good |
| Work it like a girl should |
| Work it good (work it good) |
| Bring it back (bring it back) |
| Tell the DJ bring it back |
| Let me touch it, fuck it baby |
| Tell your man he ain’t getting it back |
| Shawty is so ratchet, baby I’m so ratchet |
| You so bomb with that, I got to have it |
| I got to have it, like a 9 I got to blast it |
| So fine I got to grab it, she on mine |
| I got my left hand on that booty |
| Got my right hand on that pussy |
| (I love) |
| Now keep that booty rolling that |
| Keep that pussy poppin like that |
| Imma keep these bandz poppin like that |
| Up in that six hundred |
| You ain’t even seen it |
| Touchin on it, rubbin on it |
| Girl you got me feenin |
| All about her money |
| And I’m all about my money |
| Million dollar babies plus alimony |
| First a nigga save you |
| (Then a nigga grave you) |
| And ain’t nobody got time for that |
| So it’s best just to pay ya |
| Thirteen cars I don’t need nothing else |
| Just this booty on my lap |
| And this gold on my neck |
| The way you do got me very very very happy |
| She stare at me while I’m starin' at it |
| I’m a young sexy ass charismatic-ass |
| Gorgeous face-ass havin ass nigga |
| That she love in her panty hose |
| She need this dick like its antidote |
| That pussy is a work of art painted by Michael Angelo |
| I wake up the pussy in cantelope |
| Then she made me fuck my appetite |
| Fuckin so hard Ima remember this in the afterlife |
| I tell her slob on my knob |
| Like its corn on the cob |
| She keep goin oh my god |
| And my broad is so bad I came here from the back |
| All my favorite girls got my initials as tats |
| Finally Famous she throw this set up |
| Like Sororities and Frats niggas can’t tell me shit but congrats |
| Pull up to that traffic light |
| Stars bright wanna touch her |
| Gotta get her to the spot |
| Oh shit I might love her |
| Straight up out of med school |
| Could be my baby momma |