Spread That Puss lyrics
by Ayesha Erotica
[Intro]
I stood on the corner and shook my sh*t
Now I'm finna give y'all another hit
[Chorus]
We're gonna spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, spread the puss
We're gonna spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, spread the puss
We're gonna spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, spread the puss
We're gonna spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, sprеad the puss
[Post-Chorus]
Okay, now, ladies (Yeah?)
Do you wanna gеt down? (Hell yeah, b*tch, I'm finna get down)
Okay, now, ladies (Yeah?)
Do you wanna get down? (Hell yeah, b*tch, I'm finna get down)
[Verse 1]
If you graduated college, spread the puss
If you got no friends, spread the puss
If your dad is ugly, spread the puss
If your uncle's Jewish, spread the puss
If it's Kwanzaa, spread the puss
If you got pancakes, then spread the puss
If you got no cakes, spread the puss
b*tch, shut up and spread the puss
Spread the puss
Spread-pread-pread-pread-pread, spread the puss
Spread the puss
Spread-pread-pread-pread-pread, spread the puss
Spread the puss
Spread-pread-pread-pread-pread, spread the puss
Spread the puss
Spread-pread-pread-pread-pread, spread the puss
[Verse 2]
My pus*y, my pus*y, my, my, my pus*y
My pus*y, my pus*y, I am gonna spread my pus*y
My pus*y, my pus*y, my, my, my pus*y
My pus*y, my pus*y, I am gonna spread my pus*y
[Verse 3]
Ciara, b*tch, you can keep your goodies
I'm in the club just spreadin' my pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
Puss, p-p-pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
Puss, p-p-pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
Puss, p-p-pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
Puss, p-p-pus*y, spreadin' my pus*y
[Bridge]
Damn, b*tch, da-da-da-da-damn, b*tch
(She spread her pus*y)
Damn, b*tch, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-damn, b*tch
(She spread her pus*y)
Damn, b*tch, da-da-da-da-damn, b*tch
(She spread her f*cking pus*y)
Damn, b*tch, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-damn, b*tch
Now spread ya sh*t
[Pre-Chorus]
Spread it open and flick the bean
I'm Joanne Prada, the pus*y queen
[Chorus]
Spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, spread the puss
We're gonna spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, spread the puss
We're gonna spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, spread the puss
We're gonna spread that puss, yeah, spread that puss
We're gonna spread that puss, baby, spread the puss
[Post-Chorus]
Okay, now, ladies (Yeah?)
Do you wanna get down? (Hell yeah, b*tch, I'm finna get down)
Okay, now, ladies (Yeah?)
Do you wanna get down? (Hell yeah, b*tch, I'm finna get down)