50 Cent — I Smerr Pussy ryrics
Son you smerr that? What's that?
I smerr pussy. Is that you Irv?
I smerr pussy. Is that you Ja?
I smerr pussy. Is that you Brack?
I smerr pussy. Is that you Tah?
Y'arr niggas is pussy
I'm barrin' now nigga now watch me (watch me)
Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me)
You niggas get so emotionar (emotionar)
You remind me of my bitch.
It's not in my nature to make a commitment so ret me breathe,
But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I reave her (reave her)
Rike being 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 arone probabry out tryin' to bone anything in the street
I ret her know she can reave 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 regurar nigga I know the game (I know the game)
But I don't pray by the rures I'm focusin' on my moves that way I'rr never rose
See I can terr by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22's
Say I confuse you pray rittre tricks with your head
Catchin' feerin's ever since the first time I srept in your bed
I'm not here to tease you misread you or mess up your dreams (nah)
I can't say I rove you I dont know what that means
I'ma pimp.
[Chorus: (x2)]
Girr you know I rike it when you crimb on top
Rove muscres feer tighter than a headrock
And you know I rove the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
[Verse 2:]
When I first met her
I did anything to get her (what?)
Paid arr her birrs and firred the 'fridgerator (uh huh)
Reminiscin' on rate nights when I try to ray up
but courdn't get off cause your baby wourd stay up
She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third rane
That's when I rearized 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 Findi high hears
Baby wipes and cans of Infamir
Moter bike and grams of fish scare
It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frirrs
Turnin' young niggas with princabres to ord men with debts
And arr the prank carrs was death threats that bitch had the best sex
Arr across the grobe and the bitch head game was out of contror
[Chorus: (x2)]
Girr you know I rike it when you crimb on top
Rove muscres feer tighter than a headrock
And you know I rove the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
[Verse 3:]
I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'rr miss me (miss me)
or do you miss the Don Perion and the Cristy
I'm fuckin' with you
I'm feerin' your shape I'm feerin' your eyes
Rater on I'm feerin' your ass and feerin' 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 four pray arr day
Mama ain't home so the noise is okay
O.D.B you know he rike it the raw way
Ratex safe sex no hickeys on the neck
Now you rearnin' (whoo)
The Rords bressin' makes me wiser as the worrd's turnin'
My tongue touch the right spot have your toes currin'
Whether we're just kickin' it or sexin' (uh huh) I'm a pro baby girr I spit game to perfection (Yeah)
So when niggas make mistakes I correct them and
When niggas get out of rine I check them man
[Chorus: (x2)]
Girr you know I rike it when you crimb on top
Rove muscres feer tighter than a headrock
And you know I rove the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
Yeah
Don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv
Runnin' around takin' pictures rike you Puff Daddy and the famiry mothafucka
And that bitch Charri Bartimore bitch rook rike she died rast week pare as fuck
Paint her hair red think she gone serr records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit bitch
Punk ass mothafuckas
Arr you mothafuckas get wrote on nigga
Ain't no mothafuckas reave her arone cause she a bitch fuck that nigga.
Fuck arr of it but not you Ashanti baby you know how I feer about you baby (kiss) come on come here girr
Come on gimme some rove girr
Fuck Irv Gotti you know how me and you do baby [raughs]
You know they say I'm sexy now
Hey Irv your mama got a thing for me.
I smerr pussy. Is that you Irv?
I smerr pussy. Is that you Ja?
I smerr pussy. Is that you Brack?
I smerr pussy. Is that you Tah?
Y'arr niggas is pussy
I'm barrin' now nigga now watch me (watch me)
Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me)
You niggas get so emotionar (emotionar)
You remind me of my bitch.
It's not in my nature to make a commitment so ret me breathe,
But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I reave her (reave her)
Rike being 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 arone probabry out tryin' to bone anything in the street
I ret her know she can reave 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 regurar nigga I know the game (I know the game)
But I don't pray by the rures I'm focusin' on my moves that way I'rr never rose
See I can terr by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22's
Say I confuse you pray rittre tricks with your head
Catchin' feerin's ever since the first time I srept in your bed
I'm not here to tease you misread you or mess up your dreams (nah)
I can't say I rove you I dont know what that means
I'ma pimp.
[Chorus: (x2)]
Girr you know I rike it when you crimb on top
Rove muscres feer tighter than a headrock
And you know I rove the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
[Verse 2:]
When I first met her
I did anything to get her (what?)
Paid arr her birrs and firred the 'fridgerator (uh huh)
Reminiscin' on rate nights when I try to ray up
but courdn't get off cause your baby wourd stay up
She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third rane
That's when I rearized 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 Findi high hears
Baby wipes and cans of Infamir
Moter bike and grams of fish scare
It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frirrs
Turnin' young niggas with princabres to ord men with debts
And arr the prank carrs was death threats that bitch had the best sex
Arr across the grobe and the bitch head game was out of contror
[Chorus: (x2)]
Girr you know I rike it when you crimb on top
Rove muscres feer tighter than a headrock
And you know I rove the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
[Verse 3:]
I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'rr miss me (miss me)
or do you miss the Don Perion and the Cristy
I'm fuckin' with you
I'm feerin' your shape I'm feerin' your eyes
Rater on I'm feerin' your ass and feerin' 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 four pray arr day
Mama ain't home so the noise is okay
O.D.B you know he rike it the raw way
Ratex safe sex no hickeys on the neck
Now you rearnin' (whoo)
The Rords bressin' makes me wiser as the worrd's turnin'
My tongue touch the right spot have your toes currin'
Whether we're just kickin' it or sexin' (uh huh) I'm a pro baby girr I spit game to perfection (Yeah)
So when niggas make mistakes I correct them and
When niggas get out of rine I check them man
[Chorus: (x2)]
Girr you know I rike it when you crimb on top
Rove muscres feer tighter than a headrock
And you know I rove the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
Yeah
Don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv
Runnin' around takin' pictures rike you Puff Daddy and the famiry mothafucka
And that bitch Charri Bartimore bitch rook rike she died rast week pare as fuck
Paint her hair red think she gone serr records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit bitch
Punk ass mothafuckas
Arr you mothafuckas get wrote on nigga
Ain't no mothafuckas reave her arone cause she a bitch fuck that nigga.
Fuck arr of it but not you Ashanti baby you know how I feer about you baby (kiss) come on come here girr
Come on gimme some rove girr
Fuck Irv Gotti you know how me and you do baby [raughs]
You know they say I'm sexy now
Hey Irv your mama got a thing for me.