pus*y Poppin (P-Poppin) lyrics

[Intro]
One more again head down pus*y poppin on a handstand

[Chorus]
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y poppin on a handstand

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
On a handstand
On my american banstands
Summersalts cartwheels b*tch just keep on dancing
Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole
And feel this di*k getin outa control-trol
Oh no keep goin till a n*gga like me say stoooop
Let it kiss the sky and then make it droooop
Tuck and twist, it's your luck if you f*ckin Cris
Im rubbin clits so stay in catch don’t try to duck and miss
(b*tch!) Do your stretches don’t pull no hamstrings
You got me movin infact your doin the damn thang
Stronger muscles exersize every part of your body hurts
Lets do this sweatin thank God your bath and body works
I like a woman who makes her own doe don’t need a lot of help
But your heart’ll melt if I put a thousand in your garter belt
Lipgloss traces your pierced in 11 places
And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH!
[Chorus]
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y poppin on a handstand

[Verse 2: Shawnna]
I'mma send a chapter to this pus*y poppin legacy
Shawna be that b*tch can't no b*tches come f*ck wit me
When I pop that cris im on that business and bubbly
When im in that 6 wit 20s spinin on luxury
Cuz I got that head game
f*ckin up that bed frame
But don’t get me wrong now shawty gon’ let that lead aim
Better learn that game shawty
Better get yo’ man shawty
Foe he endup tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty
This pimpin futuristic
This business so expensive
The way I brake it down for you b*tches its so exquisite
Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that
Show me where that money at
Boy come wit them 100 stacks
Now break in wit that pus*y poppin
That pus*y droppin to the flo'
And got these n*ggas slobbin' he wantin mo'
Wit out that doe popi ain't nuttin happen
Cuz that’s the show im from the go u get that pus*y poppin
Stopin that pus*y dropin GONE
[Chorus]
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y poppin on a handstand

[Verse 3: Fate Wilson]
Every time we hit the club
We at least 50 deep
Smokin' purple, pourin' grichi got everybody geeked
At the club 7 days a week find DTP off in this b*tch
That ho! poppin dropin God damn shawty who is this
Redbone wit a scorpio tatted on her tummy
Im sittin slouched back in the chair stuntin waving money
And shawty start zig zaggin her derriere for me
A bowlegged throughbreded said her name was strawberry
Up her pus*y she pushed in a whole bottle of Mo
Reached in my pocket grabbed a G and then threw it on the floor
Here u deserve this doe now jump on stage and work the pole
Face down ass up ho hands on those
Now pop that couchie you know the procedure
If you want this cash gotta make that ass shake like a seziure
Either Magic or Pleasers
Find me spending cheese up
Maxin out my visa
Trickin on stip teasers
[Chorus]
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y pus*y poppin
Head down pus*y poppin on a handstand