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Pop That Pussy Lyrics
Pop That Pussy Song Lyrics
FKI = Fresh Kid Ice
BM = Brother Marquis
"Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass
on that b**ch! Look at the titties!"
(Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy.")
[FKI] There's only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin' shows
Doin' tricks to make us holler
On a giving night, all for a dollar
Silicone breasts, all on their chests
Nothin' like others, but above the rest
They'll do anything to turn us on
Them hoes got it goin' on!!
[BM] I like big booty and big ol' titties
b**ch, you know you've been f**ked by many
So come and be my private dancer
I got some money if that's the answer
I really wanna be with you;
I get hard after seeing you
How hard? Hard like a rock,
When you make that pussy pop!
Pop that pussy! Heyyy! Pop that pussy, baby!
Pop that pussy! Pop, pop that pussy, baby!
[FKI] Freaky b**ches with plenty of ass
Rollin' to the music and shakin' real fast
Bend over backwards, make me shout
And work that pussy, in and out
Movin' their body with plenty of action
Bringin' to the men more satisfaction
Doin' what they feel to turn us out
Just work that pussy all the way out!
[BM] Shake it! Don't break it!
It took your momma nine months to make it
Bend over and spread 'em, girl
Show-w-w me those pussy pearls
Rub that ass and play with that clit
You know I like that freaky sh*t
Girl, you know you look so cute
Throwin' that pussy the way you do!
[FKI] Poppin' that pussy's a dance for the ladies
Straight from the South, into the 90's
Freaky b**ches are the ones I like
In G-strings in the middle of the night
Smoke-filled stages, b**ches in cages
Guards at the door, armed with gauges
As they dance and I get hot,
Keep throwin' that pussy! Don't stop!
[BM] I like the way you lick the champagne glass
It makes me wanna stick my di*k in your ass
So come on, baby, and pop it quick
I fall in love when you suck my di*k
b**ch, you don't know? You ain't heard?
f**kin' with me, you're gonna get served
See, none of my b**ches, they never complain
So come on, baby, and pop that thang!
Janet J, pop, that pus-sy!
Bu-bles, pop, that pus-sy!
Sandra P, pop, that pus-sy!
Ma-donna, pop that stinky smelly pussy, baby!
(Mixx scratches "Work this motherf**ker!" "sh*t, this good!" "Woo hoo!")
My Best Friend's Girl Song List
›You're No Good
›My Best Friend's Girl
›Love Is Like Oxygen
›Crimson And Clover
›Have A Little Faith In Me
›Always Where I Need To Be
›Pop That Pussy
2 Live Crew
›Best Friends Again / I Love You (Instrumental)