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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jeezy
Jeezy
Stimme und Gesang
Lloyd
Lloyd
Stimme und Gesang
Slick Pulla
Slick Pulla
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tracey Sewell
Tracey Sewell
Songwriter:in
Renaldo Whitman
Renaldo Whitman
Songwriter:in
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter:in
Lloyd Polite
Lloyd Polite
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Midnight Black
Midnight Black
Produzent:in
Nico Solis
Nico Solis
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Wesley Copeland
Wesley Copeland
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mischtechniker:in
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mischtechnikerassistent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Red Dogs at my trap got me for a half a stone
See I'm trappin' all day, can't wait to get home (I'ma tear that pussy up)
She layed up in the bed, she ain't got no panties on
So as I hit the door, she already know it's on (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Two logs, two shots of Patron
Straight Goose got her loose, triple stack in the song (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Talking dirty on the chart, gettin' my grown man on
Get up in them guts, you know it's on till the morning (I'ma tear that pussy up)
[Verse 2]
Got one baby mama, no bitch, no wife
Like Pac, ya need a thug in your life (Yeah)
A young **** to straight come through and beat it up
Let yo man be the freak, he can eat it up (Ha ha)
Shorty got that fire, she ain't let me down yet (Nope)
Got a Aquafina flow, call it wet wet (Damn)
Baby good with her mouth, says the right things
Got a head on her shoulders, she does the right things (Ha ha)
And she a bad bitch, y'all already know
Face like Trina, and an ass like Jacki-o (Oh)
Got a gangsta on a mission (Mission)
Best believe, I know all the right positions (That's right)
She like it slow from the front, fast from the back (Back)
Put the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Yeah)
I'm young and thuggin', I don't give a fuck
He can make love to you, I'ma beat it up
[Verse 3]
Red Dogs at my trap got me for a half a stone
See I'm trappin' all day, can't wait to get home (I'ma tear that pussy up)
She layed up in the bed, she ain't got no panties on
So as I hit the door, she already know it's on (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Two logs, two shots of Patron
Straight Goose got her loose, triple stack in the song (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Talking dirty on the chart, gettin' my grown man on
Get up in them guts, you know it's on till the morning (I'ma tear that pussy up)
[Verse 4]
Me and shawty in the coupe, Lord knows she's a star (Star)
For some strange reason, she likes to do it in the car (Damn)
She ain't the type that be runnin' her mouth (Nope)
So I keep it gangsta with her, let her come to the house (Hey)
Let her play Madden with Slick
When we in the bedroom, she like to play with the stick (Yeah)
I know just how to handle her (How)
No amateur baby, I got stamina (Yeah)
Jeezy in the deck, now she grindin' to the beat (Beat)
Legs vibratin', now she messin' up my sheets (Ha ha)
Got a fistful of hair, and a fistful of ass (Ass)
She came first, I came last, roll the grass (Hey)
[Verse 5]
Red Dogs at my trap got me for a half a stone
See I'm trappin' all day, can't wait to get home (I'ma tear that pussy up)
She layed up in the bed, she ain't got no panties on
So as I hit the door, she already know it's on (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Two logs, two shots of Patron
Straight Goose got her loose, triple stack in the song (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Talking dirty on the chart, gettin' my grown man on
Get up in them guts, you know it's on till the morning (I'ma tear that pussy up)
[Verse 6]
We pull bad hoes, rip them, push them to the side
'Cause real players, keep reserves when it's clutch time
Matter fact, my bottom bitch love to ride pine
She know when daddy leave the block, that it's cut time
I'm in the trenches, gettin' riches wit my comrades
We fold hoes up, like slacks in the player path
Pretty skin, silky hair, plus that ass fat (Uh-huh)
Fresh kicks on your feet, yeah, I'm diggin' that
Slick Canseco, yo boys slingin' wood, bitch
You want that straight drop dick, come to the hood, bitch
I like to scout them ghetto hoes up in 20 Grand
'Cause them the ones be with that freaky shit, man
Two drinks, three beans, now she rollin', man
The tool in her throat, I'm just tonsil patrollin', man
True pros with this shit, we ain't new jacks
We drill hoes and switch 'em up like fitted caps
[Verse 7]
Red Dogs at my trap got me for a half a stone
See I'm trappin' all day, can't wait to get home (I'ma tear that pussy up)
She layed up in the bed, she ain't got no panties on
So as I hit the door, she already know it's on (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Two logs, two shots of Patron
Straight Goose got her loose, triple stack in the song (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Talking dirty on the chart, gettin' my grown man on
Get up in them guts, you know it's on till the morning (I'ma tear that pussy up)
Written by: Jay Jenkins, Renaldo Whitman, Tracey Sewell, UNKNOWN WRITER
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