Song | Pu**y Pop - Explicit Version |
Artist | Xzibit |
Album | 40 Dayz & 40 Nightz (Explicit) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
It's the meth in the house! ha, yeah, break it down. | |
[xzibit] | |
When it's all said in done, we gon' be on top | |
Cause we don't stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot | |
And clown; niggas relyin on special effects | |
While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin they neck | |
Move the crowd without breakin a sweat | |
Trend setter, with a beretta, so keep it on deck | |
Cause you never know when xzibit gonna move through the set | |
Don't be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept | |
At a night club, talkin bout you don't go out | |
And you tryin to got to school and make a certain amount | |
But the last part, i just couldn't figure it out | |
I guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouth | |
Lightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready | |
To deal with the legendary | |
Soopafly, emcee, and bullett logo | |
Shot callers, clear the whole block like we po-po | |
Chorus: method man | |
Round and round we go, it don't stop | |
Till we all get dough, c'mon, make it hot | |
Baby girl to the pussy pop, pussy pop | |
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! | |
Lookin good with your stink-ass | |
Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast | |
Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop, pussy pop | |
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop! | |
[jayo felony] | |
Well, you gotta pop the pussy, get rid of the next with a name on your gums | |
It's the ?bidulo gang? bitch, we both want some | |
You got titties and ass | |
But i got a dick and some cash | |
You ain't talkin bout shit | |
Then i'ma smash, bitch | |
On three, on me, bitch, you my property | |
Daddy jayo felony, ain't nobody stoppin me | |
And i said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me | |
I ain't no simp or a wimp | |
I'ma motherfuckin pimp | |
Tear spots in my hoes, make they high-heels fall off | |
You got me ? the fuck-up, if you think i'm goin soft | |
On ya; i'm hard on my hoes that's how it goes | |
Bitch, get up off your toes, and get my six-four | |
? my name, you bounced, so you might as well break bread | |
And only dulo niggas know, whats the head | |
My name is billy loco and this is my opinion | |
I'm coming from sd, and dulo is my religion | |
Be-b-b-b- atch! | |
Chorus | |
[xzibit] | |
I don't save or pray, or ? clothes | |
All i really wanna do is win the game, fuck hoes! | |
In jamaica, at the half moon villa, with a killa | |
And a cocain dealer, layin low from the law | |
See it all comes down to who's quick to draw first | |
Pay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearse | |
Mister x to the you know me | |
Thousand-dollar bitches wanna pop the pussy for free | |
The disfunctional member of the alkoholik family tree | |
Frequently bang bitches, wu-tang, killer bee | |
Hennessey on the rocks, with pina coloda | |
At the ramada, make you work hard like donna | |
For the cheese, got you down on your hands and knees | |
After that we kick back and burn up some trees | |
Mad shout, cause xzibit's not the type to be treatin | |
I'm an alkoholic and i'm late for my meeting | |
(come on, like that!) | |
Chorus |
It' s the meth in the house! ha, yeah, break it down. | |
xzibit | |
When it' s all said in done, we gon' be on top | |
Cause we don' t stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot | |
And clown niggas relyin on special effects | |
While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin they neck | |
Move the crowd without breakin a sweat | |
Trend setter, with a beretta, so keep it on deck | |
Cause you never know when xzibit gonna move through the set | |
Don' t be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept | |
At a night club, talkin bout you don' t go out | |
And you tryin to got to school and make a certain amount | |
But the last part, i just couldn' t figure it out | |
I guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouth | |
Lightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain' t ready | |
To deal with the legendary | |
Soopafly, emcee, and bullett logo | |
Shot callers, clear the whole block like we popo | |
Chorus: method man | |
Round and round we go, it don' t stop | |
Till we all get dough, c' mon, make it hot | |
Baby girl to the pussy pop, pussy pop | |
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! | |
Lookin good with your stinkass | |
Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast | |
Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop, pussy pop | |
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop! | |
jayo felony | |
Well, you gotta pop the pussy, get rid of the next with a name on your gums | |
It' s the ? bidulo gang? bitch, we both want some | |
You got titties and ass | |
But i got a dick and some cash | |
You ain' t talkin bout shit | |
Then i' ma smash, bitch | |
On three, on me, bitch, you my property | |
Daddy jayo felony, ain' t nobody stoppin me | |
And i said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me | |
I ain' t no simp or a wimp | |
I' ma motherfuckin pimp | |
Tear spots in my hoes, make they highheels fall off | |
You got me ? the fuckup, if you think i' m goin soft | |
On ya i' m hard on my hoes that' s how it goes | |
Bitch, get up off your toes, and get my sixfour | |
? my name, you bounced, so you might as well break bread | |
And only dulo niggas know, whats the head | |
My name is billy loco and this is my opinion | |
I' m coming from sd, and dulo is my religion | |
Bebbb atch! | |
Chorus | |
xzibit | |
I don' t save or pray, or ? clothes | |
All i really wanna do is win the game, fuck hoes! | |
In jamaica, at the half moon villa, with a killa | |
And a cocain dealer, layin low from the law | |
See it all comes down to who' s quick to draw first | |
Pay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearse | |
Mister x to the you know me | |
Thousanddollar bitches wanna pop the pussy for free | |
The disfunctional member of the alkoholik family tree | |
Frequently bang bitches, wutang, killer bee | |
Hennessey on the rocks, with pina coloda | |
At the ramada, make you work hard like donna | |
For the cheese, got you down on your hands and knees | |
After that we kick back and burn up some trees | |
Mad shout, cause xzibit' s not the type to be treatin | |
I' m an alkoholic and i' m late for my meeting | |
come on, like that! | |
Chorus |
It' s the meth in the house! ha, yeah, break it down. | |
xzibit | |
When it' s all said in done, we gon' be on top | |
Cause we don' t stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot | |
And clown niggas relyin on special effects | |
While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin they neck | |
Move the crowd without breakin a sweat | |
Trend setter, with a beretta, so keep it on deck | |
Cause you never know when xzibit gonna move through the set | |
Don' t be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept | |
At a night club, talkin bout you don' t go out | |
And you tryin to got to school and make a certain amount | |
But the last part, i just couldn' t figure it out | |
I guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouth | |
Lightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain' t ready | |
To deal with the legendary | |
Soopafly, emcee, and bullett logo | |
Shot callers, clear the whole block like we popo | |
Chorus: method man | |
Round and round we go, it don' t stop | |
Till we all get dough, c' mon, make it hot | |
Baby girl to the pussy pop, pussy pop | |
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! | |
Lookin good with your stinkass | |
Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast | |
Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop, pussy pop | |
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop! | |
jayo felony | |
Well, you gotta pop the pussy, get rid of the next with a name on your gums | |
It' s the ? bidulo gang? bitch, we both want some | |
You got titties and ass | |
But i got a dick and some cash | |
You ain' t talkin bout shit | |
Then i' ma smash, bitch | |
On three, on me, bitch, you my property | |
Daddy jayo felony, ain' t nobody stoppin me | |
And i said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me | |
I ain' t no simp or a wimp | |
I' ma motherfuckin pimp | |
Tear spots in my hoes, make they highheels fall off | |
You got me ? the fuckup, if you think i' m goin soft | |
On ya i' m hard on my hoes that' s how it goes | |
Bitch, get up off your toes, and get my sixfour | |
? my name, you bounced, so you might as well break bread | |
And only dulo niggas know, whats the head | |
My name is billy loco and this is my opinion | |
I' m coming from sd, and dulo is my religion | |
Bebbb atch! | |
Chorus | |
xzibit | |
I don' t save or pray, or ? clothes | |
All i really wanna do is win the game, fuck hoes! | |
In jamaica, at the half moon villa, with a killa | |
And a cocain dealer, layin low from the law | |
See it all comes down to who' s quick to draw first | |
Pay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearse | |
Mister x to the you know me | |
Thousanddollar bitches wanna pop the pussy for free | |
The disfunctional member of the alkoholik family tree | |
Frequently bang bitches, wutang, killer bee | |
Hennessey on the rocks, with pina coloda | |
At the ramada, make you work hard like donna | |
For the cheese, got you down on your hands and knees | |
After that we kick back and burn up some trees | |
Mad shout, cause xzibit' s not the type to be treatin | |
I' m an alkoholic and i' m late for my meeting | |
come on, like that! | |
Chorus |