Trinidad James - My Girl p**y lyrics

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Trinidad James - My Girl p**y lyrics

[Intro] This is called s** education, ghetto style I was doing it when I was a colored boy of 8 or 9 or 10 I had never heard of Sigmund Freud, but hell I was doing it then I was doing it in my teenage years when I was running the ghetto street Now, I had never seen me no [?] test, but it still felt good to me I was doing it when I arrived in college, searching for my degree But Lord knows, a degree wasn't all that I got And that's the way it's supposed to be [Bridge] Trynna get hoes like my n***a Bangladesh Real sh** I'm grindin' though, I got a few hoes you know Like my southside n***a sh**, you know something like [Verse 1: Trinidad James] My girl p**y get, get juiced Get wet, my n***a she bad like Boosie, swag like Boosy college Watch her in the day but at night she a p**y poppin' Clap clap, watch her drop it, drop it s** it so good, you had to tell her stop it She a say no n***a, I'm not stopping And back to slobbin, slobbin, hold up, hold up [Bridge 1] It's pretty good man When I'm in the store man I got another ho who go yam She f** all day if you let her I went over to the house the other day and she hit me with the come in, it's open So like I said, "err okay" [Verse 2: Trinidad James] Came in the house, that b**h was naked Lord, Jesus, come save me p**y fat, whoa baby Whippin' that a** I'm in there, slavery She know how I like it, tight Keep that p**y well shaved and nice f** at me, it feels so wrong But I do it just so right [Bridge 2] I'm gonna do it man, I'm gonna do But last but not least, it's the groupie ho, who I hit one time Like come on, I tell you from the get go What the deal was and she messed her number She was just like I wanna hit, she want me to hit her [Verse 3: Trinidad James] No shirt, no draws, just gold teeth Quick a mouth shorty with the hoes, G f**ing me like they owe me I don't want yo ho, just a oh freeze That p**y so good, n***a oh, way she do it Things that she don't do for you f** n***a yea, she told me [Bridge 3] Don't be mad at me, I'm just being me Good p**y is always a woman Your girl - good p**y, you should be proud Trinidad, bad b**h, hah yea [Bangladesh] My turn n***a, pa** that sh**, bang [Verse 4: Bangladesh] My girl p**y, my girl p**y Like the f** on a plane, that's a fly a** p**y I never f** a b**h with some dry a** p**y I turn into a muscle when she pop that p**y Cat, dog, barking up the wrong tree Told her go long then I hit her with the long D Dinner in Atlanta, breakfast out in Palm Beach p**y so good, had to put her in the song, see? [Bridge 4] Yea man, I'm trynna get some gold like my n***a Trinidad It's like a conversation piece for them hoes It make everything else easy As if I really need it easy [Verse 5: Bangladesh] Knock out the p**y, knock out the p**y I don't hop sh** a n***a, hopscotch on a p**y Pistol packin n***a, poppin shots on a p**y She a gold digger, knock the Fort Knox off the p**y b**hes going dumb, p**y going numb You know I wore ham like I'm Miss Piggy's son Daughters, run, bang on the loose Right track, wrong train, I'm a bang your caboose, b**h [Bridge 5] I had this one girl man, I thought she was asleep But she had one eye open When I was moving I was finna go She said "where you going? You better bring that dick back I said it's mine [Verse 6: Bangladesh] Put your p**y on a pedestal You does it like a vegetable Your p**y looking edible, but I don't wanna eat it I want her to eat it When I beat it, I repeat it I want her to eat it til she paraplegic They salute dick like pledge of allegiance Got a different b**h for every season Like my p**y well done, barely seasoned

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