I Smell Pussy

I Smell Pussy

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 Tai?

Y'all niggas is pussy

[Verse 1 - Tony Yayo & Lloyd Banks]

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

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)

Like bein on probation makin 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'll never lose

See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22's

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

[Chorus - 50 Cent 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 ecstasy without takin ecstasy

[Verse 2 - 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 third 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 heals

Baby wipes and cans of Infamil

Moter bike and grams of fish scale

It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frills

Turnin young niggas with princables to old men with debts

And all the prank calls was death threats that bitch had the best sex

All across the globe and the bitch head game was out of control

[Chorus - 50 Cent 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 ecstasy without takin ecstasy

[Verse 3 - 50 Cent]

I'm wonderin when I'm gone if you'll miss me (miss me)

or do you miss the Don Perion 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 and 4play all day

Mama ain't home so the noise is okay

ODB you know he like it the raw way

Latex safe sex no hickeys on the neck

Now you learnin (whoo)

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 mayn

[Chorus - 50 Cent 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 ecstasy without takin ecstasy

Yeah

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 tryna 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