soopa villainz – pussy lyrics
(mr. heart)
i need some p-ssy i was hard at work all day
i need some p-ssy, and yeah, that’s all i can say
i didn’t ask for you to jack me off, or use my d-ck
like dental floss.
i need some p-ssy’s the only point i’m tryin to get
across
park your p-ssy on my d-ck and stop frontin
i’ll beat your motha f-ckin p-ssy up like it stole
somethin
soopa doopa villainz, sn-tchin p-ss-es and spankin em
dump em in the mud, that’s how we be thankin em
b-tches love me so much, they keep pictures of my nuts
cause they never see my face, doggy style, smackin em
up
p-ssy gettin, p-ssy splittin, villain killin, p-ssy
holes
beat her up and beat her down with the soopa doopa pole
i need some p-ssy from your baby mama or your fiance
and it’s my destiny to raw you raunchey
i need me some p-ssy some juicy wet, a pro a vet
blow a soopa villain like a clarinet
(chorus x 4)
p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy
i gotta get some. soopa doopa p-ssy!
i need some p-ssy!
(mr. heart)
i need some p-ssy, hoes blow on my d-ck like hurricanes
like vinnie mac, i’m in the back of the limo gettin
brains
i need some f-ckin p-ssy, i keep it gutta like a motha
f-cka
soopa doopa baby f-ckin hoes without a rubber.
give me p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy p-ssy, p-ssy everywhere
flyin through the air, got 50 b-tches by they hair
buck em on the fly, tuck in they guts till they cry
then im out, no kiss, no hug, no f-ckin goodbye
i need me some p-ssy, blow some weed with your p-ssy
beat up your p-ssy, but we love the p-ssy
p-ssy cats, hood rats, chasin cheese to the trap
b-tch i need me some p-ssy, f-cka dance on my lap
i need some p-ssy, i neva said i needed your name
b-tch, you f-ckin with some soopa villainz runnin a
game
mr heart buyin b-tches drinks, slippin em roofies
f-ckin em, then stampin sv on they booties
(chorus x 4)
p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy
i gotta get some. soopa doopa p-ssy!
i need some p-ssy!
(mr. heart)
mr. heart killed the p-ssy, soopa p-ssy, f-ckin b-tches
beat it up until she unconcious, my d-ck is h-ttin
switches
f-ck em dead, no love, gotta stable of hoes
f-ck 30 b-tches, 30 nuts, while im still in my clothes
i need some p-ssy, i’m sicka f-ckin wastin my time
i need a hoe to suck my -ss, and she need to be fine
i ain’t no f-ckin hero, i ain’t the one to be nice
i’m mr heart, number 1 pimp, recognize the voice
i need some p-ssy, cause i’m goin insane
i know she’s your wife, but i need me some strange
i need some p-ssy. some p u double ss y
and i cant lie i murder p-ss-es with no alibi
b-tches in line, p-ss-es drippin for the attack
i tell em turn around i’m hittin that -ss from the back
mr. f-ckin get up i got some crime to do
i know you love my soopa style b-tch, play the skin
flute. oooh oooh
(chorus x 4)
p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy
i gotta get some. soopa doopa p-ssy!
i need some p-ssy!
i need some p-ssy!
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