Trina Good Pussy Lyrics

[Chorus:]
Can you hear me I'm callin
You got it you got it you got it
You got it and you know
You got sum good p*ssy
You a fine mutha f*cka
Um about to say to hell with dis rubber
You got sum good p*ssy
Um a dunk dat don't like to trick
Let me gon put dis on you real shit
You got sum good p*ssy
You got me thinkin of an argument argument
So I can come and get some of yo good p*ssy
You got some good p*ssy
Got me calling out yo name
Before you know it oops I don came
You got some good p*ssy

I got stalkin p*ssy
Cause if you get it you gon stalk
One nigga sai dits so damn good
His car won't start he finna walk
Hynotizing p*ssy dat will make u leave yo bitch
You gon tell her all about me
Ain't no need for me to snitch
Dat p*ssy you were sneakin to That window you was creepin threw
Dis p*ssy yo addiction
All fact ain't nothin fiction
Prediction He loosin everything if I work him out
Miss pretty p*ssy sickem uhh oo finna let ha out
Um niagra fallin
His stroke he think he ballin
Now I want him callin
Cause he stuck it all in
Niggas catch a heart-attack
When I throw this p*ssy back
Let him pull a weave track
Made him cum just like that
We ain't neva f*ckin long
They tell me that they back is strong
So I have to prove them wrong
Good p*ssy that's my song
Next try betta luck
This p*ssy waitin to be stuck
But right before they hit it up
I make them niggas cover up

If u got some good p*ssy
Wave your hands in the air [x3]

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