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"Pussy M.f's" is track #15 on the album Boyz N da Hood. It was written by Miguel Scott;jacoby White;phalon Anton Alexander;maurice Young;lee Dixon;jay Jenkins.
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So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Got to come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

I fight fire with fire, sneakin' through lines with mine
Tote A.K.'s and 9's, if you try me fuck nigga you dying
Like the cops and robbers, coming cocked I'm a rob you
Open shop, sellin' bags of weed and dummy blocks

Ask pops about us, he'll tell ya we got 'em
[Incomprehensible] rocks, and some of that baby powder
Breaker breaker one-nine, Adair county for life
If you drop a dime or testify, boy you die

Fuck all you motherfuckers, snitches and undercovers
Goin' for them, I'm going over there to do you brother
Who gon protect ya then, you'd best to check it in
Sell your house, hide out, don't come back here again

You damn backstabber, I looked out for ya
You used to be my homie, 'til ya put the cops on me
Home boy it's ugly, you know I gots to cut you
You tried me like a sucker, so nigga motherfuck you

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

I'm from the city where they they tote glocks, chop rocks
Ride spinnin' wheels and they'll steal ya car and send it to the chop-shop
50 slabs in my socks, couple grams in my drawers
We ain't even in the club and everybody tipsy dog

Down South dope dealing, ride high smoke phillies
We come watch how I, ride by and smoke niggaz
Call me Mr. Toucan man, I bought a new tan band
With two K's in the palm of my hand, to show we ain't playin'

Where you stand is where you land, sprayin' with either hand
Wings expand like eagles but land like Peter Pan
Pull off in the Regal man, rollin' that reefer
Holdin' a lethal, felony piece in my pants

And when I see them people I'm mashing the gas in the jag
Stashin' the mask with the cash bumping that Beanie Sigel
And when you see my my pants matching my brand
Brand matching the band and the band matching the Benz homie
And when I'm creepin', I'm sneakin' a bitch from France
I'm freakin' her she so freaky she sleeps in the 3-point stance

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

Hey fuck boy yeah you where your balls at?
Got the fitted cap, right where your drawers at
And I'll kill all of y'all
Make ya bald head like a bowling ball

I tried to tell him he ain't understand
So I sprayed his whole crib like the Orkin' man
I'm bout this money and this damn powder
Leave your hood ground zero like the twin towers

Y'all put his ass in a pine box
Black suit black top with the matching socks
For playin' with my damn cake
I'll have your ass laying still like some dead weight

On the grind for these mega chips
Flippin' fake lays and I ain't talkin' 'tato chips
If you ain't real then you'd better chill
If he ain't got my damn money I'm a Kill Bill

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

So you say you want it, but
If you really want it, you
Gotta come and get it
You pussy motherfucker

Songwriters
Miguel Scott;Jacoby White;Phalon Anton Alexander;Maurice Young;Lee Dixon;Jay Jenkins

Published by
YOUNG JEEZY MUSIC;FIRST AND GOLD PUBLISHING;BULLHOUSE PUBLISHING;EMI APRIL MUSIC, INC.;WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP.;NOONTIME TUNES;EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.;BUBBA GEE MUSIC;GRIFFIN GA FINEST

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