pus*y Mine lyrics

[Verse 1: FBG Dutchie]
I say, "Yo, what's popping, baby?" (Yo)
Tell your man to stop it, baby (Stop it)
You think he is, but he's not on nothing, baby (Nothing)
Yeah, and I would like to see you topless, baby (Topless)
Girl, you my everything 'cause you got it, baby (You got it)
And I got you, baby (Uh-huh)
That's on my soul
She says, "Talk is cheap"
Well, I can pay that toll (I can)
So let's go, you can ride me like a roll
I'm on my sh*t, you on your sh*t, we the sh*t, on folks (On folks 'nem)
I'm FBG, so shawty wanna let me di*k her up (di*k her up)
Treat her like a Blackjack and gon' lick her up (Lick her up)
Before she knock me down, I'ma pick her up (Uh-huh)
And rob her for her love, sti-stick her up (I need that)
Robbery (By who?)
Dutchie two times
She said she don't love daddy di*k, then you lying (Uh-huh)
If this a dream, can you please wake me up? (Yeah)
Because I almost fell in love with this shaky butt (I did)
But she did

[Chorus: Miguel & Reese G]
Tell me that, that pus*y is mine
Keep it one hundred, baby
We both know
Tell me that, that pus*y is mine, yeah
Tell me, tell me, baby (Yeah, Reese G in this b*tch)
It's all mine, hey
[Verse 2: Reese G]
Keep the lock and throw the key
Day one, I knew you was for me
The way you put it on me, how you rolled that ass all through them sheets
You bit my neck and pulled my dreads
And told me, "Keep that pus*y fed"
I keep it right and eat it twice, and beat it up all through the night
You miserable and sick without the pipe that I be dishing out
So tell me, baby, whose is it?
Don't start with all that foolish sh*t
'Cause I can act all new with this
I'm flipping hoes like flipping bricks
The wrong answer might get you ditched, -'ll have you lonely in this b*tch
You know the truth, you know the real
You know I pipe, you know I kill
You know the pus*y mine every time, see, I'm down to drill
Gon' be one hundred, last night, you said I'm worth a mill'
Beat that pus*y down, knock it out, call me Holyfield
Ain't no stopping, legs up, grab hold, head tucked
I'm about to do it in this b*tch, it ain't no dead f*ck
We 'bout to tear the bed up, it's crazy when your legs stuck
Put the whole thing in you, then I leave you in the bed tucked, yeah

[Chorus: Miguel & MG Lil Bro]
Tell me that, that pus*y is mine
Keep it one hundred, baby
We both know
Tell me that, that pus*y is mine, yeah
Tell me, tell me, baby (Lil Bro)
It's all mine, hey
[Verse 3: MG Lil Bro]
Tell me that, that pus*y mine (Yeah)
Bend you over, 'bout to put some of this up in your life
When I'm finished, she be saying, "Little Bro, you do it right" (Let's do it)
Spend a couple bands just to send her on a Florida flight (Yep)
Just to get my daughter right (Uh)
Beat that pus*y up, I got her feeling like she Tyson, right? (I do)
Round two up in that pus*y, got her wet and feeling nice (It's wet)
I be on some other sh*t, that BSG, that lover sh*t
That get her to the crib, cuddle up, up in the covers sh*t
Scratches on my back (What?)
She put hickies on my neck (Huh?)
Got me tatted on her chest and she be screaming, "f*ck the rest"
Little Bro do it the best, eating that pus*y, lose your breath
Let you c*m right on my face
Gotta be your private place
Gotta be your quiet place
And I won't tell my mans that you do it with no hands
You can run and tell your friends, "Little Bro, he eat that pus*y up"
Yeah, I eat that pus*y
And I'm kinda nasty, turn you over, eat your pus*y up

[Chorus: Miguel]
Tell me that, that pus*y is mine
Keep it one hundred, baby
We both know
Tell me that, that pus*y is mine, yeah
Tell me, tell me, baby
It's all mine, hey