Released: June 15, 2013
Songwriter: Pouya
Producer: Prometheus
[Intro]
Yuh, don't sleep on me, ho
SS up in this bitch
You know you gotta get the fuck out my crib, ho
Yuh, lil' Pou
Baby Bone Pouya
Don't sleep on me, ho (Ho, ho, ho, ho)
She love the way that I flow (Flow, flow, flow)
She want a little bit more (More, more, more)
But she gotta go, you gotta go, ho
[Chorus]
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho
She gotta, she gotta, she gotta go, ho
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta
[Verse]
Get the fuck out of my face
Get in yo' place, that's out of my way
Little Pouya is through with the fake
For God's sake, just leave me alone
I'ma do me, man, fuck my foes (Yuh)
Copycat rappers ain't nothin' but clones (Yuh)
Slippin' the dick on a lick, now I'm blown (Yuh)
But she still gotta go
You know that's how I roll (Okay)
Baby Bone gon' treat you right (Alright)
Virgin pussy flow so right, I'm dippin' right after tonight
So don't fight with me, fuck with me, yuh
I'm Pouya, ho, wassup? (Wassup?) I never gave a fuck
Baby girl, don't front
Let me hit it from the front while you actin' like a cunt
Ho, I know you want this nut (Yuh)
Bitch, you know I know wassup (Yuh)
I won't lie, I'ma keep it blunt (Yuh)
Tap that ass like a mothafuckin' button (Yuh)
Kickin' back with my dawgs like Pun (Yuh)
And you know they roll with the pump in the trunk
I can't fuck with no punk (Yuh)
I smell the pussy like skunk (Yuh)
You know this shit gon' bump
So turn up the bass in your mothafuckin' trunk
You cuffin' hoes like cops (Cops), bro, when that shit gon' stop?
Don't sex these hoes, I just want top in that '94 Cadillac drop-top
Still fuck the cops (Yuh), they tryna' ruin my plot
So I let the body rot, Baby Bone gon' be on top
Face too, ho, what you thought?
You know this shit will never stop
This my style so please don't drop
No diving board, jump off my cock
Ho, I'm ready for some money (Yuh)
Show me, where the money?
If it ain't about the money then you nothin' but a dummy
Bummy ho, funny ho, I wanna see that bootyhole
Since you ain't got no money, at least pop the pussy for Pouya, ho
[Chorus]
(Bitch, I already fucked, I told you get the fuck out my crib)
She gotta, she gotta, she gotta go, ho
(I already been through that like a million times, I don't want you)
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho
(We're not like, you're not my bitch, like, get the fuck out, bitch, like, I don't fuck with you)
She gotta, she gotta, she gotta go, ho
(At all, you stupid dirty ho, get the fuck out the crib, go, just go)
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho, yeah
Yuh, don't sleep on me, ho
SS up in this bitch
You know you gotta get the fuck out my crib, ho
Yuh, lil' Pou
Baby Bone Pouya
Don't sleep on me, ho (Ho, ho, ho, ho)
She love the way that I flow (Flow, flow, flow)
She want a little bit more (More, more, more)
But she gotta go, you gotta go, ho
[Chorus]
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho
She gotta, she gotta, she gotta go, ho
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta
[Verse]
Get the fuck out of my face
Get in yo' place, that's out of my way
Little Pouya is through with the fake
For God's sake, just leave me alone
I'ma do me, man, fuck my foes (Yuh)
Copycat rappers ain't nothin' but clones (Yuh)
Slippin' the dick on a lick, now I'm blown (Yuh)
But she still gotta go
You know that's how I roll (Okay)
Baby Bone gon' treat you right (Alright)
Virgin pussy flow so right, I'm dippin' right after tonight
So don't fight with me, fuck with me, yuh
I'm Pouya, ho, wassup? (Wassup?) I never gave a fuck
Baby girl, don't front
Let me hit it from the front while you actin' like a cunt
Ho, I know you want this nut (Yuh)
Bitch, you know I know wassup (Yuh)
I won't lie, I'ma keep it blunt (Yuh)
Tap that ass like a mothafuckin' button (Yuh)
Kickin' back with my dawgs like Pun (Yuh)
And you know they roll with the pump in the trunk
I can't fuck with no punk (Yuh)
I smell the pussy like skunk (Yuh)
You know this shit gon' bump
So turn up the bass in your mothafuckin' trunk
You cuffin' hoes like cops (Cops), bro, when that shit gon' stop?
Don't sex these hoes, I just want top in that '94 Cadillac drop-top
Still fuck the cops (Yuh), they tryna' ruin my plot
So I let the body rot, Baby Bone gon' be on top
Face too, ho, what you thought?
You know this shit will never stop
This my style so please don't drop
No diving board, jump off my cock
Ho, I'm ready for some money (Yuh)
Show me, where the money?
If it ain't about the money then you nothin' but a dummy
Bummy ho, funny ho, I wanna see that bootyhole
Since you ain't got no money, at least pop the pussy for Pouya, ho
[Chorus]
(Bitch, I already fucked, I told you get the fuck out my crib)
She gotta, she gotta, she gotta go, ho
(I already been through that like a million times, I don't want you)
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho
(We're not like, you're not my bitch, like, get the fuck out, bitch, like, I don't fuck with you)
She gotta, she gotta, she gotta go, ho
(At all, you stupid dirty ho, get the fuck out the crib, go, just go)
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta go, ho, yeah
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