pus*y Stank lyrics

[Hook]
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot

[Verse 1]
My name is Lord Infamous, the bloody bloody Scarecrow
b*tch you can't kick rocks, you ain't got a knob strapped to yo hole
You want me to do what, when, where, why, who do you think I am?
My mack is relentless, I break yo ass down till you penniless given up tramp
I don't give a damn 'bout yo little pus*y gettin' damp
Pay a fee to get this D, don't get me amped
I start fire from yo ass, come sign up for my sl*t class
But there is a small tuition and a few conditions
I want 90 percent out of everything you get
But I break it down to 60 if you got a few kids
Don't get it twisted trick, all pimps ain't merciless
No I'm lyin' like a motherf*cker, give it all up b*tch
I'mma give it to her raw, a ear full of this ISM
This pure uncut pimpin', realism, this ISM
And if you violate go to the whole stockade
Till you hit that f*ckin' blade and a bank get made
[Hook]
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot

[Verse 2]
n*gga don't you take that loss
Better get you a bank up out that broad
Not something, not half, yes I want all
Your contribution to the cause
b*tch are you out of your rabbit ass mind?
Tryin' to say you don't have all of mine
Sex ain't free, b*tch I need cheese
Motherf*ck you dignifiying
Tell me what's her purpose?
She can't make no paper surface
Put her head up on the chopping block
And tell that hoe it's curtains
It ain't workin', I can j*rk it if I wanna get a nut
Better go and crease a trick and get some work in here you sl*t
It ain't gotta be all cheese; I take drank, coke and pills
n*ggas put they self in danger, tryin' to catch 'em a cheap thrill
What's the daily, hoe? Are you f*ckin' slow?
Don't you need some dope?
Yo ass in the air anyway, you ain't gotta do it broke
I came to bring some hope, shed some light, get yo mind right
Hoe you gonna be alright, all you need's a sticker price
It's time for a change, let's get up some f*ckin' change
Not no damn chump change, pus*y stank; I want bank
[Hook]
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot

[Verse 3]
You can grant all a macks wishes
With that body that's so vicious
Come and soak you up some pimpin'
That'll keep that pus*y drippin'
I ain't trippin', I'm just tryna get a product to the masses
This particular item comes with some fire cap and some fat asses
And this sh*t that's goin' down since the good Lord hit the switch
n*gga tryin' to make a profit from between yo legs b*tch
You ain't innocent, better try to better your predicament
sl*t yo ass ain't happy 'less you suckin' on a di*kery
Or some of it, I love a booshie b*tch with a bank account
Take 'em out and di*k 'em down, see can I get a nice amount?
So what's yo donation to this mack foundation?
Make a small contribution if you want some stimulation
Like my n*gga Chuck say, yo, and I quote
These hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes
But Scarecrow can't go, yo I want my scrilla
Give it all here b*tch 'fore a n*gga go gorilla
[Hook]
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot
pus*y stank; I want bank
I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank
Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card
Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knot