Gold Rush Kings

Gold Rush Kings - Pussy Killz lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

You been fucking around?

No!

Bruce say you did

<<<fighting>>>

(Hook)

Just lemme hit it from the back

Just lemme hit it from the back

Stop acting saucy, girl

You giving me a heart attack

Pussy Killz

Pussy Killz

(Fifty thousand dollaz Benz)

Pussy Killz

Pussy Killz

(Fifty thousand dollaz bills)

Pussy Killz

(Verse)

She thicker than a Sneaker, trick a disk sick and sinnest

Many skirt at church switch and flirting with the Minister

Same thing, the whole war, to the clkub, the night befo'

Working wid the twerk team, tryna get it on the flo'

Young man, she be on her, so she good to go and love the guy

None to thank, secret Sunday giving out her club name

Maybe it was Stacey, maybe it was Tracy

But she don't care as long as she gettin' laced at Maceys

Can't walk a mile in her product shoes, feels like Sasquatch

Shocking guap like Mackintosh from Hasselhoff's Ass Watch

Payed for ass shots to try to lock it down like Maclock

But all she let you do is spit her naval on her flat top

Men turned to pipsqueaks just so they could skeet skeet

And if you don't sweet cheek, she won't let you repeat

Wasted money and my time, could be working on my shine

I have dime for a dollar, and that's the bottom line

(Hook)

Just lemme hit it from the back

Just lemme hit it from the back

Stop acting saucy, girl

You giving me a heart attack

Pussy Killz

Pussy Killz

(Fifty thousand dollaz Benz)

Pussy Killz

Pussy Killz

(Fifty thousand dollaz bills)

Pussy Killz

(Interlude x5)

She'd go in

(Verse)

She open,

She off it

She knows it

He's Roman, she's Belgian

And lemme get that chair

See, we moving to the anthem, though

Heard her laugh when the flow started

Same shit, kinda fast

Feminist cheddar and the list just started

Said she wanna make me change into Frodo

And I neva been the same since neither

By the block, in the studio, taking photos

On the low, I'm a ghost, I'm a beater

Said it ain't for Instagram

Go ahead, baby do your thang

Get caught, soon I'm in the mood

Shit storm, hits the fan

Don;'t ask, make no questions

She'd wanna have love confession

Just honor last since(???)

Now I'm gon' need this smashin'

She said the Earth is fertile

She said the Moon is Pluto

She said she can't go circle, and I've learned

Most people still don't

So where the love go from Compton beauty

Focused on circles, she reminded me of me and my own life inside this bubble

(Hook)

Just lemme hit it from the back

Just lemme hit it from the back

Stop acting saucy, girl

You giving me a heart attack

Pussy Killz

Pussy Killz

(Fifty thousand dollaz Benz)

Pussy Killz

Pussy Killz

(Fifty thousand dollaz bills)

Pussy Killz

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