Xzibit Featuring Method Man And Jayo Felony Pussy Pop Lyrics

  
 It's the Meth in the house!  Ha, yeah, break it down. 
  
 [Xzibit] 
  
 When it's all said in done, we gon' be on top 
 Cause we don't stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot 
 and clown; Niggas relyin on special effects 
 While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin they  neck 
 Move the crowd without breakin a sweat 
 Trend setter, with a Beretta, so keep it on deck 
 Cause you never know when Xzibit gonna move through the set 
 Don't be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept 
 At a night club, talkin bout you don't go out 
 And you tryin to got to school and make a certain amount 
 But the last part, I just couldn't figure it out 
 I guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouth 
 Lightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready 
 To deal with the legendary 
 Soopafly, emcee, and bullett loco 
 Shot callers, clear the whole block like we po-po 
  
 Chorus: Method Man 
  
 Round and round we go, it don't stop 
 Till we all get dough, c'mon, make it hot 
 Baby girl to the pussy pop, pussy pop 
 Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! 
 Lookin good with your stink-ass 
 Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast 
 Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop, pussy pop 
 Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop! 
  
 [Jayo Felony] 
  
 ?? got the pot to piss in, keeping it next to your name and her gums
 It's the Dulo Gang bitch, who the fuck want some 
 You got titties and ass 
 But I got a dick and some cash 
 If you ain't talkin bout shit 
 Then I'ma smash, bitch 
 On three, on me, bitch, you my property 
 Daddy Jayo Felony, ain't nobody stoppin me 
 And I said daddy, bitch yeah thats what you gon' call me 
 I ain't no simp or a wimp 
 I'ma motherfuckin pimp 
 terrorising my hoes, make they high-heels fall off 
 You got me crossed the fuck-up, if you think I'm goin soft 
 on ya; I'm hard on my hoes that's how it goes 
 Bitch, get up off your toes, and get my six-four 
 you got My name in your mouth, so you might as well break bread 
 And only Dulo niggas know, whats the head 
 My name is Bullet Loco and this is my opinion 
 I'm coming from SD, and Dulo is my religion 
 Be-b-b-b- atch! 
  
 Chorus 
  
 [Xzibit] 
  
 I don't save or pray, or ? clothes 
 All I really wanna do is win the game, fuck hoes! 
 In Jamaica, at the Half Moon Villa, with a killa 
 And a cocain dealer, layin low from the law 
 See it all comes down to who's quick to draw first 
 Pay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearse 
 Mister X to the you know me 
 Thousand-dollar bitches wanna pop the pussy for free 
 The disfunctional member of the Alkoholik family tree 
 Frequently bang bitches, Wu-Tang, Killer Bee 
 Hennessey on the rocks, with Pina Coloda 
 At the Ramada, make you work hard like Donna 
 For the cheese, got you down on your hands and knees 
 After that we kick back and burn up some trees 
 Mad shout, cause Xzibit's not the type to be treatin 
 I'm an Alkoholic and I'm late for my meeting 
 (Come on, Like that!) 
  
 Chorus 



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