Swollen Members - p**n Star (feat. Tre Nyce) lyrics

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Swollen Members - p**n Star (feat. Tre Nyce) lyrics

Chorus: Last night I left the club with a p**nstar, she gets around, but i like the way she go hard, ya, left the club with a p**nstar, love to get down, but i like the way she go hard. ya Left the club with a p**nstar, a p**nstar, damn I love the way she go hard,she go hard, left the club with a p**nstar, a p**nstar, damn i love the way she go hard, she go hard (Verse 1) Last night I left the club with a p**nstar, she gets around, but i like the way she go hard, ya, left the club with a p**nstar, love to get down, but i like the way she go hard. ya You can get a p**nstar, you can get a stripper, but I know the difference one's quicker on the zipper, she likes it a little thicker, she's a nasty freak, my energizer bunny she could last for weeks, she can buy her own drinks, she can spin on them poles, she's a real professional when she hops out them clothes, she can buy her own drinks, she can spin on them poles, she's a real professional when she hops out them clothes Shawty living vivid, me and my brothers bang, we the kings of reality, it swings when it hangs, got an a** like cherokee, damn near bury me, I'm a good look raps version of Ron Jeremy (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm a real high rock, I'm a hip hop rock star, we on the block, throwing rocks at cop cars, getting my buzz on, drinking a rock star, my girl wild, ya she party like a rock star, ya, party like a rock star, pound like a p**nstar, lamboghini doors, 24's on my form car, my crew all thugs and goons, we got war scars and everytime I leave the club I got 4 broads, maybe more broads cause we goes hard, busting nuts, popping shots at a ghost car. We getting high like the gray space coaster, come on show some pride and throw your f**ing west coast up I'm a bada**, beautiful d**h machine, 20 grand in my pocket, with a gangster lean (x2) I'm at the bar like oh, oh Hands up, let's go, oh Sipping bottles of Petron, oh Ready to rock and roll, oh (Chorus) Ya battleaxe records, 09 baby Armed to the teeth you know what it is Rob the viking on the beat CJ the prodigy Sup boy