"Pussy Nigga" lyrics
"Pussy Nigga"
(feat. Hitman Sammy Sam)
Yeah!
Let's have these niggas!
Okay!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Hey, I don't like pussy niggas
And you might be a pussy nigga
And if you is a pussy nigga
Better protect yourself prepare yourself
We get these pussy niggas
'Cause ain't nobody wanna fuck with me
Wassup Zone 3, raise up with me
In the mean time I'm gonna handle mine
These pussy ass niggas ain't fuck with me
Person with me Willy with me tell 'em to come get me
There ain't gonna be negotiates
I'm sorry y'all but the gotta kill me
I ain't gon' stop, they can't make me fuck that shit I wanna see
I'm a Georgia Boy fuck Pastor Troy
These pussy ass niggas y'all don't feel me?
Since disco they tried to get me
Shot me up and in the park and beat me
Come on boy here I am come and get me
D.S.G.B. gonna die slowly
Jerry clap me, y'all know me
Ghetto nigga, rock holy, Glock holy and block holy
What's up fuck nigga, back up fuck nigga
Knuckle up pussy nigga, fuck yo click pussy nigga
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Shit, I don't fuck with pussy niggas
And you might be a wet pussy nigga
And if you is a douche pussy nigga
Wrap the maggot is death wish, faggot is death kiss
From the mac 6 to my favorite, some of Brunswick bombers
Soldier armor holdin' ass would be smarter
More dirty red pistols turn Sean to Shawnna
Hold yo' boy, broke feet, Carl turn to Carla
Real Town niggas scrapp and ball her
Sell dope to secret indictments, holler
That's when hell broke pay the flesh nigga
I'mma play the techs, nigga
Sever vital organs, hit yo' chest, nigga
I see yo' grip, nigga, via satellite
Yo' constant trade on rappers cash my appetite
What's up, fuck nigga?
Get stumped, fuck nigga
PWK whooping yo' ass, pussy nigga
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Speak your mind fuck nigga it's the Bankhead drummer
It's Spider-Man, the lyrical rhyme-seller
Hit yo' whole block with double clips and birettas
Slap that pussy nigga and get the forty cheddar
They hope I was real they told I was cold
Doin' like I'm supposed, slangin' Cadillac dope
V is on the roll, Bo can't keep control
Bust that pussy nigga can't shout can't show
Mayne, he fell slow, hit him before he go
Come to the do' chase his ass with the fo'
Ask him [?] ask him what he sees
And fuck niggas never smoking on the trees
Man can you believe what niggas cost me?
You must not understand responsibilities
Should pass life
Man I'm to G
Put him in the trunk and send his ass in the hill and chill
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get 'em (get 'em) Hit 'em (Hit 'em)
Lay that bitch down
Pussy nigga what (what)
Pussy nigga can't talk now (what, what)
Back truck ready to (fuck fuck)
Nigga leave (stuck stuck)
Nigga puff a (blunt blunt)
Fold it up pass it up
In the dutch put the 5 in his ass
Watch him shrivel up
We the 5 boys do-or-die boys stay-high boys
Fuck in the top boys lay it down boys
Ride-out nigga back up
Run a nigga down
Nigga still breathing then I back up
Thump in the trunk
Fuck 'til noon 'til the niggas in your room
Down south knocking fools out
Block hot start Glocking fools out
I'll make 'em shout (Oh)
We get the pussy niggas
We froze you hoes and a bunch of [?] niggas
What
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
Get that pussy nigga!
Stick that pussy nigga!
Bust that pussy nigga!
You dead, fuck nigga!
- AZLyrics
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- Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz Lyrics
compilation:
"Certified Crunk" (2003)
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