Текст (слова) песни: Clipse - Pussy

[Chorus - Pusha T]
I ain`t in to fat lippin, I`m in to gat grippin
A cat`s slippin, is a cat drippin
Why I say that? the cat`s slippin, the Mac`s spittin
The cat drippin, look in the mirror you`s a fat kitten
Puuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah

[Verse 1 - Pusha T]
All I wanted growing up was remote controls
Now my whole life remote control, hit the block dope control
Got ghetto corners choking slow
Grandmama go to church trying to soak my soul, oh!
This one`s for my foes
Find yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go against him!
I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on strings
It - is what it seems, just call me Jepeto!
A Young Stock Market, put money in your pocket
Cause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop it
I rose gold ya, huh? pink diamond ya, hah?
Set it in a rhyme now the industry got pink eye
Contagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram
Pastels is cute; How you niggaz follow suits so well?
These barrels encompass the heat from +Hell+
Nigga the Franchise of Star Trak sales, uh!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Malice]
They`d rather see me not breathing, than see me achieve
Have my mama grieving, crouched to her knees
Jealous hearted niggaz, y`all wear it on ya sleeve
Like a scarlet letter, for the world to see
Can`t hide the truth, decendents of pain
So y`all get exposed like the sons of Hussein
My game weight grown, this is no fact
When cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome
I`m not these rap kids, wit childish antics
Who make diss records, who rock hat backwards
These are higher stakes, this is not average weight
This is not pinching penny`s bitch, this is carrot cake
This is the difference `tween rookies and the pros
They pattern after me, they cookie-cut my flow
But so (so, so), I`m never one that be jeal`
Do as I do so I can say, "Papa raised you well"

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Pusha T]
They say the Lord closes windows, to open doors
Nigga don`t make me open yours
Seen hearts beat through, open sores
Subliminal rap shit, so immature, that`s why I ignore
Punchline niggaz on front time, silly hoe shit
He who questions I is unfocused
Copperfield flow yes! I`ll make careers disappear
Like hocus - pocus - no joke, it`s Push`

[Malice]
Mercy, mercy! Oh Lord who is he?
Who curse me, curse me? But doing me
It hurts me so, puts me through changes
So I got Porsche`s and Hummers to deal wit the anguish (oh, oh!)
Acts live, but only if you speak the language
...And the rest is Comic View
Star Trak The Movement, who you pay homage to?
You don`t want it with them boys, this I promise you, you pussy!

[Chorus]

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» Clipse - Lord Willin`
» Clipse - God Damn
» Clipse - Got Damn
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» Clipse - When the Last Time
» Clipse - Let`s Talk About It
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» Clipse - Prayer
» Clipse - Taiwan to Texas
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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Clipse - Pussy [Chorus - Pusha T] I ain`t in to fat lippin, I`m in to gat grippin A cat`s slippin, is a cat drippin Why I say that? the cat`s slippin, the Mac`s spittin The cat drippin, look in the mirror you`s a fat kitten Puuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah [Verse 1 - Pusha T] All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole life remote control, hit the block dope control Got ghetto corners choking slow Grandmama go to church trying to soak my soul, oh! This one`s for my foes Find yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go against him! I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on strings It - is what it seems, just call me Jepeto! A Young Stock Market, put money in your pocket Cause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop it I rose gold ya, huh? pink diamond ya, hah? Set it in a rhyme now the industry got pink eye Contagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram Pastels is cute; How you niggaz follow suits so well? These barrels encompass the heat from +Hell+ Nigga the Franchise of Star Trak sales, uh! [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Malice] They`d rather see me not breathing, than see me achieve Have my mama grieving, crouched to her knees Jealous hearted niggaz, y`all wear it on ya sleeve Like a scarlet letter, for the world to see Can`t hide the truth, decendents of pain So y`all get exposed like the sons of Hussein My game weight grown, this is no fact When cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome I`m not these rap kids, wit childish antics Who make diss records, who rock hat backwards These are higher stakes, this is not average weight This is not pinching penny`s bitch, this is carrot cake This is the difference `tween rookies and the pros They pattern after me, they cookie-cut my flow But so (so, so), I`m never one that be jeal` Do as I do so I can say, "Papa raised you well" [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Pusha T] They say the Lord closes windows, to open doors Nigga don`t make me open yours Seen hearts beat through, open sores Subliminal rap shit, so immature, that`s why I ignore Punchline niggaz on front time, silly hoe shit He who questions I is unfocused Copperfield flow yes! I`ll make careers disappear Like hocus - pocus - no joke, it`s Push` [Malice] Mercy, mercy! Oh Lord who is he? Who curse me, curse me? But doing me It hurts me so, puts me through changes So I got Porsche`s and Hummers to deal wit the anguish (oh, oh!) Acts live, but only if you speak the language ...And the rest is Comic View Star Trak The Movement, who you pay homage to? You don`t want it with them boys, this I promise you, you pussy! [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Pussy: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/33095.html Все тексты песен: Clipse » Clipse - Grindin` (Remix) » Clipse - Gangsta Lean » Clipse - Got Caught Dealin » Clipse - Grindin (Reggae Remix) » Clipse - Grindin` ( Selector Remix ) » Clipse - Gansta Lean » Clipse - Lord Willin` » Clipse - God Damn » Clipse - Got Damn » Clipse - I`m Serious » Clipse - When the Last Time » Clipse - Let`s Talk About It » Clipse - Ego » Clipse - Prayer » Clipse - Taiwan to Texas » Clipse - Cot` Damn » Clipse - Hot Damn » Clipse - Cradle 2 The Grave Soundtrack » Clipse - Young Boy » Clipse - Grindin` Рекомендуем скачать: » Егор летов - Лоботомия » Елена Фролова - Охватила голову и стою... » Елена Фролова - Ариадна » Евгений Банников - Я плюну в морду всем политикам... » Евгения Власова - Ветер надежды » Евгений Банников - Уже тридцать » Евгений Муравьев - Страх матадора – судьба арены... » Елена Бушуева - Не принимайте меня за посланье Всевышнего... » Елена Казанцева - Мальчики мои » Евгений Клячкин - Весенняя » Елена Фролова - Как жила-то жила... » Екатерина Барановская - Дом ветра » Евгений Бачурин - Утренняя песня » Евгений Бабенко - Монолог со свежим номером журнала в руке » Евгений Клячкин - Прокатилось лето кубарем... » Евгений Банников - Ветер хлестал, ломая шеи... » Евгений Бабенко - Разговор с мамой » Евгений Осин - Иволга » Елена Анпилогова - Песенка про детей и собак » Елена Фролова - Мой бедный князь, невозмужавший...
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