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(Oh, my God, no way)
Yeah
Is you with it? (Oh)
Like I'm with it (like I'm with it)
Tell me
Know what I mean? Straight up
I don't need your friends sweating me and shit
Haha, straight up, Supa
What's happening? (What's happening?)
You too cute to be alone
We can get acquainted, exchange numbers and tag phones (what's yo' number?)
Don't get me wrong, I don't do this every day (nah)
But you were looking so good, I just had to get your name (what's yo' name?)
By the way, my name is Pope (yeah)
Can call me what you want, baby, just don't call me broke (nope)
I know you want a man that you can fuck with and talk to (yeah, I am)
Welcome to my palace, let's have a little walkthrough (huh)
Skate down the avenue (yeah)
Late night rendezvous (oh)
In the A, I own a cruise, that's the type of shit I do (fuck you do?)
You know what's going on, my mind strong, my grind strong
If you can keep your mouth closed, baby, this is our song (oh)
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
Girl, I gotta know, yeah
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
Girl, I gotta know, yeah
Let's not discuss my net worth (you see)
I hustle hard, I network
Been in the game
Took a trip to prison, did three flat, no letters written
This kinda gave a few trust issues
And affects the way that I look at women
Swear to God, I'm not disrespectful, just barely putting my feelings in it
Relationships, I been committed, but after a while that plays out
Paid the bills and got played out, and she fucked a nigga in the same apartment
Took my lick and I rolled with it, won't associate with no gold diggers
Enough about me, let's talk about you, your man at home too argumentative
Get with me, no strings attached
I could bend you over then bend you back
We hit the weed, you makin' faces, flip you over then lick your navel
Now we sexing in different places, Houston, Atlanta, Vegas
In the suite if I kill the pussy, just promise me you won't say shit
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
Girl, I got to know, yeah
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
Girl, I got to know, yeah
And I just wanna pain you (yeah)
Lick off on that meat between your 'gina and your anal
Come here, girl, you've been bad, let me spank you (you in trouble)
Put your juice off in my cup and let me drank you
And I love it when you sassy (oh)
But you can't tell your friends how I'm classy and nasty (nah, don't do that)
Any questions that you have, just ask me (what's wrong?)
Highway pimpin', gettin' that supercaps, that beat blastin' (damn)
I'ma light your fire, there's no need for a firefighter (nah)
Moaning, screamin' and bitin', eatin' your cake, lickin' your icing (scrumptious)
Thunder and lightning make you remember the titan (yeah)
King of your jungle, teach you a thing 'bout survival
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
Girl, I got to know, yeah
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
If I beat that pussy up, is you gon' tell on me?
Girl, I got to know, yeah
See, I feel like I'ma do me a pussy
I'm just tryna see is you gon' keep it solid?
Man, I feel like I'm mafia material
All the way silent
Writer(s): Jonathan Mitchell
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