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I Smell Pussy lyrics

 

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Artist: 50 Cent
Album: 50 Cent Is The Future

 

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(Feat. g-unit)

.: 50 cent :
Son you smell that? what's that?
I smell pussy. is that you irv?
I smell pussy. is that you ja?
I smell pussy. is that you black?
I smell pussy. is that you tah?
Y'all niggas is pussy
I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me)
Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop me)
You niggas get so emotional (emotional)
You remind me of my bitch

.: lloyd banks :
It's not in my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe
But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her (leave her)
Prior relationships make it harder for me to except her
As my own she tries to tie up my phone and (phone and)
I'm not at home she's thinkin' that I'm not alone probably out tryna bone anything in the street
I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin to tie her up but see
It's hard to fuck with somebody after she touches me mami
I'm not your regular nigga I know the game (i know the game)
But I don't play by the rules I'm focusin' on my moves that way I will never lose
See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to benz's with 22's you
Say I confuse you play little tricks with your head
Catchin' feelin's ever since the first time I slept in your bed
I'm not here to tease you mislead you or mess up your dreams (nah)
I can't say I love you I dont know what that means
I'm a pimp

.: 50 cent :. chorus x2
Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

.: tony yayo:
When I first met her
I did anything to get her (what?)
Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator (uh huh)
Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up
But couldn't get off cause your baby would stay up
She even crashed the whip tryna switch in the dirt lane
That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain
A pigeon writin' her baby pops in the box in the prison
Sing-sing is where he biddin'
She in the gucci tights and fendi high heels
Baby wipes and cans of infamil
Motor bike and grams of fish scale
It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frills
Turnin' young niggas with princibles to old men with debts
And all the prank calls was death threats that bitch got the best sex
All across the globe and the bitch head game was out of control

.: 50 cent :. chorus x2
Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

.: 50 cent :
I wonder when I'm gone if you miss me (miss me)
Or do you miss the don perignon and the cristy
I'm fuckin' with you
I'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyes
Later on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs (come here baby)
Sweet heart your book smart and street smart (uh huh)
I knew you was my type from the very very start (yeah)
I'm into tongue kissin', foreplay all day
Mama ain't home so the noise is okay
O.d.b you know he like it the raw way
Latex safe sex no hickeys on the neck
But we do do sex all night
With your thong and your safe boobs
I can lick thos nipples all night
My tongue touch ur pussy
My dick up ur ass
Everythings perfect for makin' a baby,so hustle my nigga
The lords blessin' makes me wiser as the world's turnin'
My tongue touch the right spot have your toes curlin'
Whether we're just kickin' it or sexin' (uh huh) I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection (yeah)
So when niggas make mistakes I correct them and
When niggas get out of line I check them man {gunshots}

.: 50 cent :. chorus x2
Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

Don't think I forgot about your fat ass though irv
Runnin' around takin' pictures like you puff daddy and the family mothafucka
And that bitch charli baltimore bitch look like she died last week pale as fuck
Paint her hair red think she gone sell records tryin' to impersonate pink and shit bitch
Punk ass mothafuckas
All you mothafuckas get wrote on nigga
Ain't no mothafuckas leave her alone cause she a bitch fuck that nigga
Fuck all of it but not you ashanti baby you know how I feel about you baby (kiss) come on come here girl
Come on gimme some love girl
Fuck irv gotti you know how me and you do baby [laughs]
You know they say I'm sexy now
Hey irv your mama got a thing for me

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