Plug Dat Puss Lyrics – Psychopathic Rydas

Plug Dat Puss Lyrics by Psychopathic Rydas

FULL CLIP, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
Hit it from the back and blow out that bush
Tappin’ nedens, taggin’ nedens, that be my thing
Know my b#tches from they taggles, muthaf#ck a name

In this game, Clip like Boardwalk in Monopoly
Slappin’ skins like a madman
Blowin’ beards off of clams
Champion trim getter

Wriggilin’ meat fitter
Gold medal ho hitter
Blue ribbon pink tickler
LIL’ SHANK, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!

Tighten up baby, ’cause I’m startin’ to push
When it comes to p#ss#, I’m the c#ck father
If you an ugly b#tch tryin’ to kick it, don’t bother
I’m the type of brother that’ll put in mad work

For b#tches wearin’ crotchless panties and tight
Mini-skirts
f#ck it till it hurts
I’m about to snap

So open up yo’ legs and let me feel yo’ crack
TWIN GATS, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
First put on a show
Watch my anaconda start to grow

Fee-fi-foe
Yo, I smell the one
That be playin’ with her puss or get me off till I
C-izz-um

Never kiss em’
Is it the b-izz-urp?
The words of wisdom
Pack protection for my worm when I’m goin’ fishin’

I’ll dick you chick
Then I diss you quick
The hit and dip
Run, get the pistol grip

FOE FOE, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
Gotta get my hands on that fat #ss tush
With ya belly-button pierced and them thick #ss thighs
Got you lookin’ lil’ somethin’ like Mary J. Blige

Don’t mind my eyes
They bloodshot
>From smokin’ bout 4 bags of weed in the parking lot
So wassup b#tch, got a name with them hips?

And can you lick my dick like you just licked your
Lips?
BULLET, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
You wit’ it?

I’ll hit it
You feel that?
I did it
I promise, I’ll only put like half my dick in

And now I’ll eat your neden like a plate of chicken
Lickin’
Stickin’
My tongue in your well

I’m doin’ that as soon as that blizzard hits hell
What? You thought I would? Not the Ryda crew
You should holla at Korn, they’ll probably eat your
Butthole too

CELL BLOCK, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
It’s been too long since I first got the butt
A nut in your mouth
Or on your chin

Five months ago I met you and I wanted to f#ck yo’
Friend
But that wasn’t happenin’
So I started rappin’

About you and me in the back of my van
And an hour went by and I turned you out
Now creep it to your friend, she’ll know what I’m
About

FULL CLIP, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
f#ck yeah I’ll hit it, but first you gotta douche
Fur burgers, b#tch, that’s my favorite snack
Throw the pieces heffer, it’s next to that

So slide over here, sit on Full Clip’s lap
‘Cause Full Clip got a full meat he wanna stuff in
Your buttcrack
On top of that, no, f#ck that, I’m on top of you

Shakin’ hips and things
When I blew out her O-ring
LIL’ SHANK, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
5 mo’ strokes and my nuts gon’ gush

I hit it from the back, I hit it from the side
I let her suck my dick and I nutted in her eye
Now, they wonder why they call her Strawberry?
‘Cause she’s under 35, red-headed, and her p#ss# hairy

Plus she let me bump and f#ck
And stuff and touch
And gimme all I need until my #ss has had enough
Whut!?!?

TWIN GATS, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
I gotta camoflauge lookin’ for the bush
They say I’m trifle
‘Cause I wanna spit my rifle

All up beside you ’cause I can’t hold it in
I wanna stick this big somethin’ in your openin’
Tight, two fingers, three fingers, stick my fist in
When it’s through, stick my dick in

Like a nice stickin’
Stuffin’ up this chicken
FOE FOE, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
f#ck you ’cause I hit that bush

It’s me again, oh, now you trippin’
You wasn’t b#llsh#ttin’
When it’s my dick you was lickin’
Replace you like the bullets out my gat

>From emptyin’ my clip into your back
Smash you like a bottle of brew, ’cause you’s a trick
f#ck that sh#t, matter of fact, eat a dick
Psychopathic in this piece, know about it

Leave you hoes flat #ss dead, so don’t doubt it
BULLET, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
Who ‘dat?
What ‘dat?

Hit that?
Did that
I could f#ck your baby-mama, no lie
‘Cause she be lookin’ at me like, “Hiiii!!”

Hey b#tch, whoop! whoop! can I plug?
I be bustin’ drips on your nippy-nappy rug
Slap happy thugme dick dribble
‘Cause you play with my dick just a little

And schwiiiiinnnggg!!
CELL BLOCK, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
Everyday I meet a ho that I know I can’t trust
But it don’t mean nuttin’ ’cause I still plug her out

Under 18 with a child no doubt
Don’t matter ho
Lemme hit it in the bootyhole
But if it be smellin’ like fish

b#tch
You gots to go
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Psychopathic Rydas Lyrics – Plug Dat Puss

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Plug Dat Puss