Sold That Pussy (For Love)

Hey baby I see you looking
Yeah How much you charge
Forty dollars
What you can't be serious
Come on why you niggas always trying me
Baby I got eighteen dollars, eighteen dollars
You can't let me slide girl
Fuck it!
I still get paid

I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh

They come and go
Drunk off that pussy
She ain't playing footsie
Or either a rookie
Money means love
For that cookie
How much you have
Do you love me
Do you love me
Questions she ask
Her customers smile
They ain't fuck in a while
She knows every cops
In a square mile
Still nothing
Between her legs is hostile
She says she keeps it clean
She takes pride in her work
It's easy like clean and jerk
Running a the Brothel
From here to Gotham
She could sell it in many ways
Mind over matter was her tag phrase
But she rather live by " don't miss a day"
Half and half
Good giving and game
Triple g is where she stays
Hookers whores and prostitutes
Her daddy even taught her how to shoot
Twenty freaks and they all cute
She ran every kitten that needed to be petted boo

I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh

Excuse me, oh
Nah you got to pay me way more for this
I'm doing too much and not getting compensated enough for it
I thought you still get paid

All she wanted was love
Like her pops would say
Only money pays the bills love
Till this day
She's crying for love
Her sexual demons
Is seen by cyclops feigns and such
Come high hell or water
For a hug
For love?
Your drowning in your high tops clean
Just for love?
These sluts live
For the trill of What
You know what I mean
And why not
Would it of
Been better to
Curse the day
You wasn't swallowed
Now she's thinking
Bout killing her man
With them hollows
The worst vex ways
She was raised
To be a pimp
Let nothing slip
She even walk with a limp
Fedora and a mink
Status is quality over quantity
You would think
Malice over larceny
She gets money artfully
She knows the game like her
Pops corpse scornfully

I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh
I heard you sold that pussy for love
Her daddy was a pimp
He taught you the game huh



Credits
Writer(s): Croesus Ecelugich
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