P.I.M.
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
It's VEDO, baby
Ooh-whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, yeah
She know I'm pressure when I walk in (pressure)
I got all of these folk talkin' (whoa)
If I talk it, you know I walk it
If you want it, you know I'll cop it
Girl, I can tell by how you walking (yeah)
Ain't no panties, that thang talking (whoa)
Baby, ain't no need to front it
'Cause I can see it from the front end
Girl, ooh, I hope you know
I'll put my name on it, babe, I'll sing for it, baby
You, you make it grow, start from the top, do it slow
Don't stop, here I go (yeah)
Open up, let it smile for me, you can get anything you please
While we're here, let's make it clear
Just tell me, that pussy is mine
Yeah, look
Girl, I can't lie, this Henny talkin' (whoa)
Grip on that ass soon as you walk in (yeah)
And you know this here ain't no basic
Girl, I can already taste it
This shit is dangerous
Pullin' on my pants, you gon' wake it up
Fuckin' like we mad but we really in love
It's a feel when it's real, baby, you gon' get this smoke
And I hope you know, yeah
I'll put my name on it, babe (ooh)
I'll sing for it, baby (baby, baby)
You, you make it grow (you make it grow, baby)
Start from the top, do it slow (just like that)
Don't stop, here I go (here I go)
Open up, let it smile for me (let it smile)
You can get anything you please (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, whoa)
While we're here, let's make it clear
Just tell me (yeah), that pussy is mine, yeah
Yeah, yeah
It's VEDO, baby
Ooh-whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, yeah
She know I'm pressure when I walk in (pressure)
I got all of these folk talkin' (whoa)
If I talk it, you know I walk it
If you want it, you know I'll cop it
Girl, I can tell by how you walking (yeah)
Ain't no panties, that thang talking (whoa)
Baby, ain't no need to front it
'Cause I can see it from the front end
Girl, ooh, I hope you know
I'll put my name on it, babe, I'll sing for it, baby
You, you make it grow, start from the top, do it slow
Don't stop, here I go (yeah)
Open up, let it smile for me, you can get anything you please
While we're here, let's make it clear
Just tell me, that pussy is mine
Yeah, look
Girl, I can't lie, this Henny talkin' (whoa)
Grip on that ass soon as you walk in (yeah)
And you know this here ain't no basic
Girl, I can already taste it
This shit is dangerous
Pullin' on my pants, you gon' wake it up
Fuckin' like we mad but we really in love
It's a feel when it's real, baby, you gon' get this smoke
And I hope you know, yeah
I'll put my name on it, babe (ooh)
I'll sing for it, baby (baby, baby)
You, you make it grow (you make it grow, baby)
Start from the top, do it slow (just like that)
Don't stop, here I go (here I go)
Open up, let it smile for me (let it smile)
You can get anything you please (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, whoa)
While we're here, let's make it clear
Just tell me (yeah), that pussy is mine, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Wilbart Iii Mccoy, Darrel T Alston, Gabriel Lambirth, Quinton Riddick
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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