PoundTown Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
We taking trips
He just took me out to Pound Town
When he pound it
It sound like we got surround sound
These bitches going out sad like a frowned clown
Melanin queen, walk around with a brown crown
I like brown, get me crown, when I drink
I can get kinky
Turn to a whore, pour me some more, fuck me some more
I'm tryna get freaky
Ass out, I'm cheeky
This pussy clean, this pussy squeaky, this pussy edible, he wanna eat me
This pussy clean, this pussy squeaky, this pussy edible, he wanna eat me
This pussy clean, this pussy squeaky, this pussy edible, he wanna eat me
This pussy clean, this pussy squeaky, this pussy edible, he wanna eat me
Doing 'em sleazy, make it look easy
Easy peasy, I do 'em greasy
Please me, please me, please don't tease me
Fuck me, squeeze me, easy cheese
Suck that dick down on my knees
Throat that thick dick down with ease
Pay me benji's, blue and green
Bitches envy, pockets empty
Bitches rats, work at Disney
The rap game was dying, I gave it a kidney
Say less
said I'm outside, she ain't outside yet
Flyer than a jet, and I ball, all net
Cut throat, bitches ain't cut, they strep
Bitch, take a step
Bitches ain't prep for this
I give him knowledge like colleges, Methodist
You gon' have to take..a breath for this
She dropped new music, should've kept that shit
Bitches be barking, all talk, all lip
Bag so big, I walk with a limp
Pretty little ass, might give him a glimpse
Heard he was broke and that don't make cents
I mean sense
Came up and they hate me since (Ahh Ahhh)
Ain't no bitch gon' play in my face, that's the day I'ma catch me a case
Man, these bitches so flip flop, beat a bitch, put it on Worldstar Hip-Hop
If she say she better, she lying, sighing, she say she better, I'm dying (HA!)
These bitches be struggling, trying
She dropping music, but nobody buys it
Bitches be gassed, hybrid
She say she eating, that hoe on a diet
Claim she got beef, but that bitch on a diet
She think she fly, but somehow, I'm a pilot
Beat that bitch blue and red, now that hoe violet
I'm making plays, I ain't talking a violin
Beat the bitch, bodied her, they say I'm violent
Pussy so good, we be chilling and vibing-
I throw this pussy, he catch it
Got him ready to slide, it's electric
Bitches don't match the aesthetic, you hoes wear synthetic, you bitches pathetic
He pay me in debit or credit
These bitches won't give me my credit
Next bitch run up, I'm letting her have it
Might catch me a battery like I'm energetic, Energizer bunny
I eat these hoes like appetizers, honey
Get the fuck from me
He think shit funny, but dummy, I'm all about money (Hahaha)
You bitches is bummy
Bitches want beef, static
I'm a sorcerer, I get to this money like magic
Bitches ain't packing, they lacking
Get to that money, like I'm grappling to it