50 Cent And G Unit - I Smell Pussy (Ja Rule Diss) Lyrics

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You smell that? What's that?

I smell pussy

(Is that you Irv?)

I smell pussy

(Is that you Ja?)

I smell pussy

(Is that you Black?)

I smell pussy

(Is that you Tah?)

Y'all niggas is pussy

I'm falling out nigga now watch me

(Watch me)

Ain't nothing you can do to stop me

(Stop me)

Y'all niggas get so emotional

(Emotional)

You remind me of my bitch

It's not of my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe

What she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her

Quite of probation just make it harder for me to accept her as my own

She tries to tie up my phone and

I'm not at home she's thinking I'm not alone

Probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street

I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin' to tie her up

But see it's hard to fuck wit' somebody after she touches me

Mami I'm not your regular nigga I know the game

But I don't play by the rules I'm focusing on my moves

That way I will never lose

See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Bentleys with 22's

You say I confuse you play little trick with your head

Been catching feelings ever since the first time I slept in your bed

I'm not here to tease you mislead you with so your dreams

I can't say I love you I don't know what that means

I'm a pimp

Girl you know I like when you climb on top

Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock

And you know I love the way you make the bed rock

Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy

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Girl you know I like when you climb on top

Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock

And you know I love the way you make the bed rock

Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy

When I first met her I did anything to get her

Paid all her bills and filled her 'frigerator

Reminiscing on late nights when I tried to lay up

But couldn't get off 'cause your baby would stay up

She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane

That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain

A pigeon writing her baby pops in the box in prison

Sing-Sing is where he been in

She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels

Baby wipes and cans of Enfamil

Motor Bikes and grams of fish scale

So 9 to 5 niggas was no frill

Turning young niggas with principals to old men with debts

And all the prank calls was death threats

That bitch got the best sex all across the globe

And the bitch head game was out of control

Girl you know I like when you climb on top

Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock

And you know I love the way you make the bed rock

Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy

Girl you know I like when you climb on top

Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock

And you know I love the way you make the bed rock

Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy

I wonder when I'm gone if you miss me

Or do you miss that Don Perignon and that Christy

I'm fuckin' wit' you

I'm feeling your shape I'm feeling your eyes

Later on I'm feeling your ass and feeling your thighs

Sweetheart you book smart and street-smart

I knew you was my type from the very very start

I'm in to tongue kissing 4 play all day

Mamma ain't home so the noise is okay

ODB you know he like it the raw way

Latex safe sex no hickeys on the neck

Now you are learning

The lords blesses make me wiser as the world's turning

My tongue touch the right spot I'll have your toes curling

Whether we just kicking it or we sexing

I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection

So when niggas make mistakes I correct 'em

And when niggas get out of line I check the man

Girl you know I like when you climb on top

Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock

And you know I love the way you make the bed rock

Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy

Yeah don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv

You wanna run around takin' pictures like you

Puff Daddy and the Family motherfucker

With that bitch Charli Baltimore

Bitch look like she died last week pale as fuck

Paint her hair red

Think she gon' sell records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit

Bitch punk-ass motherfuckers

All you motherfuckers get rolled on nigga

Ain't no motherfucking "Leave her alone 'cause she a bitch"

Fuck that nigga fuck all of it

But not you Ashanti baby

You know how I feel about you baby

Come on come here girl

C'mon gimme some love girl

Fuck Irv Gotti you know how me and you do baby

You know they say I'm sexy now

Aye Irv your momma got a thing for me

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