
letra de pussy2 - bong pongo
[intro: barack obama]
yeah, another guy said: “but i tell you what;
you won’t see me moving to
no african jungle anytime soon
or some god-d-mned desert somewhere
sittin’ on a carpet with a bunch of arabs, no sir”
and he said: “you won’t see me stop eatin’ no ribs either
gotta have them ribs
and p-ssy too!”
[chorus: bong pongo]
you don’t know what i seen
you’s a f-ckin’ p-ssy
you don’t what i seen
you’s a f-ckin’ p-ssy
[verse 1: bong pongo]
i’m f-cked up and i’m paranoid
cops waiting on every corner
smoking joints that i can’t afford, yuh
nate you skirtin’ like they not on ya
where the f-ck’s the f-ckin brandy
tongue is numb whenever that sh-t handy
throw the bottle back to my boy, chance
she sucked his sh-t and i grabbed her ass
high-ass passenger
“yo pass the reefer
faster, beaner
roll them greens”
yo, i’m plastered, g
don’t heckle me
i’m flyin, b
ain’t lyin’, g
i’m the master, b
don’t f-ck with me
you’re really f-ckin’
f-cking with my head
n-gga, watch the road
can you even f-cking see it?
[chorus: bong pongo]
you don’t know what i seen
you’s a f-ckin’ p-ssy
you don’t know what i seen
you’s a f-ckin’ p-ssy
[verse 2: bong pongo]
i think i’m bouta crash out, man
i been f-cking tweaking
i’m so tired of this gay sh-t
it’s got me f-cking geeking
half my friends got brain worms
i got f-ckin’ liquor
i’m starvin’ in a car
because i forgot my f-ckin’ dinner
i’m all outta money, pay my ass
don’t f-cking bicker
i kinda like you, skinny
but i like ’em f-ckin’ thicker
give me all your money
and i’ll steal your f-cking silver
hold your ass at knifepoint
and i’ll stab your f-ckin’ liver, b-tch
[pre-chorus: bong pongo]
i’m smoking lemonade
with my n-gga, nate
it’s a good day
i’m f-ckin’ elevated
h-lla faded
i’m f-cked up off
some henny, babe
i’m gonna shave
f-cked up
i’m f-cked up
i’m f-cked up
i’m f-cked
p-ssy
f-cked up
i’m f-cked up
i’m f-cked
[chorus: bong pongo]
you don’t know what i seen
you’s a f-cking p-ssy
you don’t know where i been
you’s a f-cking p-ssy
[bridge]
i’m pouring up some f-ckin’ diesel
i’m feelin’ raw, i’m feelin’ evil
i’m bouta pack some f-cking reefer
i’m bouta blow it on a fetus
i’m bouta pray to f-cking jesus
sh-t, sh-t, sh-t, sh-t
sh-t. sh-t. sh-t. sh-t
you’s a f-cking p-ssy
and i hate your f-cking games
you got no rizz, you got no rizz
you got no rizz
you’s a f-cking p-ssy
-screams-
[chorus: bong pongo]
you don’t know what i seen
you’s a f-cking p-ssy
you don’t know what i seen
you’s a f-cking p-ssy
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