Fki = Fresh Kid Ice
bm = Brother Marquis
Blowfly:
"Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-Damn!! Shee-yee-Yit!! Look at the a**
on that b***h! Look at the titties! "
(Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs up on easy.")
Verse 1
[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***h, you know you've been f****d 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 p***y pop!
Chorus(2x): Luke
Pop that p***y! Heyyy! Pop that p***y, baby!
Pop that p***y! Pop, pop that p***y, baby!
Verse 2
[Fki] Freaky b*****s with plenty of a**
Rollin' to the music and shakin' real fast
Bend over backwards, make me shout
And work that p***y, 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 p***y 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 p***y pearls
Rub that a** and play with that c***
You know I like that freaky s**t
Girl, you know you look so cute
Throwin' that p***y the way you do!
Chorus
Verse 3
[Fki] Poppin' that pussy's a dance for the ladies
Straight from the South, into the 90's
Freaky b*****s are the ones I like
In G-strings in the middle of the night
Smoke-filled stages, b*****s in cages
Guards at the door, armed with gauges
As they dance and I get hot,
Keep throwin' that p***y! Don't stop!
[Bm] I like the way you lick the champagne glass
It makes me wanna stick my d**k in your a**
So come on, baby, and pop it quick
I fall in love when you suck my d**k
b***h, you don't know? You ain't heard?
Fu***n' with me, you're gonna get served
See, none of my b*****s, they never complain
So come on, baby, and pop that thang!
Chorus
Luke:
Janet J, pop, that pus-sy!
Bu-bles, pop, that pus-sy!
Sandra P, pop, that pus-sy!
Ma-donna, pop that stinky smelly p***y, baby!
(Mixx scratches "Work this motherfucker!" "Shit, this good!" "Woo hoo!")
Chorus
Luke:
breakdown
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