Pussy Pop Lyrics - Method Man

[Method Man] 

It's the Meth in the house! Ha, yeah, break it down. 

[Xzibit] 

When it's all said in done, we gon' be on top 

Cause we don't stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot 

and clown; Niggas relyin on special effects 

While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin they neck 

Move the crowd without breakin a sweat 

Trend setter, with a Beretta, so keep it on deck 

Cause you never know when Xzibit gonna move through the set 

Don't be scared, just be prepared and quiet as kept 

At a night club, talkin bout you don't go out 

And you tryin to got to school and make a certain amount 

But the last part, I just couldn't figure it out 

I guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouth 

Lightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready 

To deal with the legendary 

Soopafly, emcee, and bullett logo 

Shot callers, clear the whole block like we po-po 

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[Chorus: Method Man] 

Round and round we go, it don't stop 

Till we all get dough, c'mon, make it hot 

Baby girl to the pussy pop, pussy pop 

Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! 

Lookin good with your stink-ass 

Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast 

Make it hot, baby girl to pussy pop, pussy pop 

Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop! 

[Jayo Felony] 

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Well, you gotta pop the pussy, get rid of the next with a name on your gums 

It's the? Bidulo Gang? bitch, we both want some 

You got titties and ass 

But I got a dick and some cash 

You ain't talkin bout shit 

Then I'ma smash, bitch 

On three, on me, bitch, you my property 

Daddy Jayo Felony, ain't nobody stoppin me 

And I said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me 

I ain't no simp or a wimp 

I'ma motherfuckin pimp 

Tear spots in my hoes, make they high-heels fall off 

You got me? the fuck-up, if you think I'm goin soft 

on ya; I'm hard on my hoes that's how it goes 

Bitch, get up off your toes, and get my six-four 

? My name, you bounced, so you might as well break bread 

And only Dulo niggas know, whats the head 

My name is Billy Loco and this is my opinion 

I'm coming from SD, and Dulo is my religion 

Be-b-b-b- atch! 

[Chorus] 

[Xzibit] 

I don't save or pray, or? clothes 

All I really wanna do is win the game, fuck hoes! 

In Jamaica, at the Half Moon Villa, with a killa 

And a cocain dealer, layin low from the law 

See it all comes down to who's quick to draw first 

Pay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearse 

Mister X to the you know me 

Thousand-dollar bitches wanna pop the pussy for free 

The disfunctional member of the Alkoholik family tree 

Frequently bang bitches, Wu-Tang, Killer Bee 

Hennessey on the rocks, with Pina Coloda 

At the Ramada, make you work hard like Donna 

For the cheese, got you down on your hands and knees 

After that we kick back and burn up some trees 

Mad shout, cause Xzibit's not the type to be treatin 

I'm an Alkoholic and I'm late for my meeting 

(Come on, Like that!) 

[Chorus]