Pussy Pop Lyrics

Pussy Pop lyrics

[Method Man] 

 

 It's the Meth in the house! Ha, yeah, break it down. 

 

 [Xzibit] 

 

 When it's all said in done, we gon' be on top 

 Cause we don't stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot 

 and clown; Niggas relyin on special effects 

 While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin they neck 

 Move the crowd without breakin a sweat 

 Trend setter, with a Beretta, so keep it on deck 

 Cause you never know when Xzibit gonna move through the set 

 Don't be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept 

 At a night club, talkin bout you don't go out 

 And you tryin to got to school and make a certain amount 

 But the last part, I just couldn't figure it out 

 I guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouth 

 Lightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready


 To deal with the legendary 

 Soopafly, emcee, and bullett logo 

 Shot callers, clear the whole block like we po-po 

 

 Chorus: Method Man 

 

 Round and round we go, it don't stop 

 Till we all get dough, c'mon, make it hot 

 Baby girl to the pussy pop, pussy pop 

 Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! 

 Lookin good with your stink-ass 

 Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast 

 Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop, pussy pop 

 Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop! 

 

 [Jayo Felony] 

 

 Well, you gotta pop the pussy, get rid of the next with a name on your gums


 It's the ?Bidulo Gang? bitch, we both want some 

 You got titties and ass 

 But I got a dick and some cash 

 You ain't talkin bout shit 

 Then I'ma smash, bitch 

 On three, on me, bitch, you my property 

 Daddy Jayo Felony, ain't nobody stoppin me 

 And I said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me 

 I ain't no simp or a wimp 

 I'ma motherfuckin pimp 

 Tear spots in my hoes, make they high-heels fall off 

 You got me ? the fuck-up, if you think I'm goin soft 

 on ya; I'm hard on my hoes that's how it goes 

 Bitch, get up off your toes, and get my six-four 

 ? My name, you bounced, so you might as well break bread 

 And only Dulo niggas know, whats the head 

 My name is Billy Loco and this is my opinion 

 I'm coming from SD, and Dulo is my religion 

 Be-b-b-b- atch! 

 

 Chorus 

 

 [Xzibit] 

 

 I don't save or pray, or ? clothes 

 All I really wanna do is win the game, fuck hoes! 

 In Jamaica, at the Half Moon Villa, with a killa 

 And a cocain dealer, layin low from the law 

 See it all comes down to who's quick to draw first 

 Pay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearse 

 Mister X to the you know me 

 Thousand-dollar bitches wanna pop the pussy for free 

 The disfunctional member of the Alkoholik family tree 

 Frequently bang bitches, Wu-Tang, Killer Bee 

 Hennessey on the rocks, with Pina Coloda 

 At the Ramada, make you work hard like Donna 

 For the cheese, got you down on your hands and knees 

 After that we kick back and burn up some trees 

 Mad shout, cause Xzibit's not the type to be treatin 

 I'm an Alkoholic and I'm late for my meeting 

 (Come on, Like that!) 

 

 Chorus