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lil kim - pussy callin' lyrics

“p-ssy callin'”
(feat. lil boosie)

[lil’ kim (lil’ boosie)]
i’m your pusher girl, i’m your pusher girl
(you ever had a piece of p-ssy mayne, that be on yo’ mind like money?)
lil’ boosie, lil’ kim be
{lil’ boosie – hold your head you know what it is}
{shout to the whole crew, name of the sh-t right here is called p-ssy talk}
{aiyyo ladies you know kim got’cha, let’s go big mike!}
(p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, that p-ssy keep callin me)
i’m your pusher girl, i’ve got it
bubonic, a-tomic (get me in trouble, that p-ssy keep callin me)
yeah, i’ve got that bomb sh-t
(get me in trouble)

[lil’ boosie]
you ever had a piece of p-ssy so good and tight
that you hear that p-ssy talkin at night?
c’mere, lingerie drive you crazy when she put it on
safe s-x but sometimes i hate to put it on
make me moan, grab my back and pull me deeper in
she catch 3, i catch 2, now i’m sleepin in
miss virginia take her time when she hit that head
she pull her long hair back and sit between my legs
it blow your mind when you got a dime
who rub your nuts when you f-ck her from behind
i ain’t lyin! somethin special ’bout her
got me sneakin out the house like a f-ckin mouse
and that p-ssy’s so wet for me, she my ecstasy
crazy!! p-ssy d-mn near better than your old lady
i probably need to stop answerin the phone
f-ckin her i’ll f-ck around and have my family gone
she get me right when we f-ck, yeahhhhh
she put ice on my nuts, yeahhhhh
got me textin and sh-t, i ain’t never text befo’
got me eatin that p-ssy i ain’t never ate befo’

[chorus]
that p-ssy keep callin me (keep on callin me, keep on callin me)
get me in trouble
that p-ssy keep callin me (keep on callin me, keep on callin me)
i know i cain’t lover her, but
that p-ssy keep callin me (keep on callin me)
(keep on callin me, keep on callin me)
the p-ssy keep callin me (keep on callin me, keep on callin me)
get me in trouble

[lil’ kim]
my p-ssy on his mind, like a fitted cap
he stay on my line, like a phone tap
he strung off the cat, he love to stroke it
my strawberry haze, he wanna smoke it
and she turn into a tiger if you provoke it
watered down p-ssy, super soak it
i leave him solid as a rock, turn his d-ck to stone
you know that kind of p-ssy, that break up happy homes
like a c-ckatoo/c-ck-or-two, i ate up all his bread
addicted to my top, he call it crack head
i love his (doggystyle), i call him (snoopy)
his friends say he fiend out, they call him pookie

[chorus]

[outro – over chorus]
can’t forget, [?]
chris whattup? luch whattup baby?
big jeff, freezo, noel, shorty dupree
elvis, priest on the boards wh-ssup?

- lil kim lyrics

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