mister wallace - p. play lyrics
[intro]
p play..
p play..
[chorus]
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
[bridge]
little black cat
little black cat
jump the bed and then on that snack
let it feel you up
then lay on that back
let him feel you up
then lay on that back
little black cat
little black cat
jump the bed and then on that snack
let it feel you up
then lay on that back
let him feel you up
then lay on that back
[verse 1]
feeling p-ssy, getting goosey
on a sunday
ladosha said, “i’m gon be rich one day”
wearing ricky, something fithy
from the runway
tell yo n-gga wit the clippers
hit me monday
just booked a flight
to catch the fight
we knuck and buck the ph for a f-cking night
out of sight
this f-cking life
f-ggots livin lavish
higher than a f-cking kite
[chorus]
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
[verse 2]
he be’s the block
i keys the lock
batty boy but i’m filthy when i eats the box
she screams to stop
she creams a lot
batty boy but i’m filthy when i wrings the mop
bet ya didn’t know i could do it like that
bet ya didn’t catch i was into that cat
bet ya didn’t know i could spit it like this
bet ya didn’t catch i would l1ck a cl-t quick
bet ya didn’t know i was pushing that dope
bet ya didn’t catch this is a mink coat
bet ya didn’t know i was f-cking your b-tch
bet ya didn’t know she was loving this d-ck
[chorus]
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
[verse 3: aceb00mbap]
oh sh-t the trade got p-ss
black tech-9 but the coochie kush
smoke n grind i dooshe wush
do she b-tch? i knew she would
douch-y b-tches crucial hood
sushi dinner p-ssy good
black divine i knew you would
back on mine you probably should
back off mine fore you catch my 9
this helter skeltor better rewind
i held her felt her
better be mine
she held her breath it’s gonna be fine
chochita meja you know they call me papi k!ller
well papi dead in the bed od’d on chochaina
[chorus]
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
playing with my p-ssy
i be laying with my p-ssy
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