Текст песни Pu**y Real Good - Travis Porter feat. 2 Chainz

Ok, I gotta conversate with her′
Make sure that her mind right
First I get my dick sucked, then hit it from the back right
(First I get that sloppy talk)
Turn her to her back side
Then I put that pimpin' in her
Making sure she act right
That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
That pussy real good, I′ve been real good
Me, I'm from the East side, said she from the South side
I don't like drivin′ much, told her to visit my side
Have to switch off my location, my house is her destination
Said she had no fucking ride so I picked her up from the MARTA station
Damn, she got that fiji pussy
I′m a go fein', I need a pussy
Every other day I feed the pussy
Never ever will I eat the pussy
(Your ho is my ho, You can′t cuff her, we share her)
Disrespect her, cross the line, nigga I dare her
Light skinded, long hair or short hair, I don't care
The grocery store, the studio, everywhere I go (it′s hoes there)
Chillin' in my ride, with my bitch on the side
Stop talking, suck sumthin′
You're fucking up the vibe
I've been fucking all night, I got a hangover
I am so fly, I need a layover
I go in, take your bitch and I walk out
Hit the door and then turn around like
"What you lame niggas talking about?"
You don′t fuck with me, I don′t fuck with you
Ferrari Coupe, hot pursuit
Popular and I am proper too
As far as chains I'm rocking two
Jewelry store, I′m coping two
That's one for me, one for me, don′t run from me
Like a league, no offense, but a bunch of D
Bunch of weed and a bunch of lean
True Religion, bunch of jeans
Gucci store, bunch of Gs
Turn her hair weave into a murder scene
And I do what I gotta do when I gotta do
When she's with me she won′t answer phones
I do make her cum two, make her come through
With no bra and no panties on
That pussy good, that pussy moist
Twenty two, she from Detroit
I beat it up, b-beat it up, in the mirror you can see yourself
First I get that head game, then her girlfriend eat it up
Got a white girl that snort cocaine, me I just stay weeded up
Four girls at one time, I'm a P.I.M.P. boi
She out of sight, she out of mind, R.I.P took yo seat boi
Face down, ass up, nigga gotta get his cash up
Talk to finesse her
My diamonds come from Alaska
Audi ho, I wanna smash her
We bossed up so we toss 'em up
Heard you charge out about five hundred
Nigga, it ain′t no cost to us
I just got me a text message on my iPhone, said ′I'm coming over′
Yeah, girl, that's cool and all, but you gotta bring me a box of rubbers
′How many you need?'
Like one or two - matter of fact, two is good
I′m a use every last one, cause that pussy is too good
Yeah, I ain't none of them other niggas
Yeah, I'm way above them niggas
She make them niggas drop a couple Gs
Me and my niggas beat and skeet for free
Two Jesus pieces and a Rolly, bitch I′m ballin′
I try to leave that pussy but it keep on calling
Halle Berry called, said stop making me feel good
I said okay girl that pussy real good