Pooh Shiesty - BIG PURR (Prrdd) lyrics

[Intro: Pooh Shiesty] Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd [Chorus: Coi Leray & Pooh Shiesty] Yeah, he call me big purr (Blrrrd, blrrrd) Come make that pussy purr (Blrrrd, blrrrd) The SRT make her get wet, play in that cat while I switch gears You keep on running from these back shots, pull them tracks out, b*tch, come here Yeah, baby, after we fu*k, we ain't gon' talk 'bout it, leave right there Tell your b*tch she dead, can't come back here Yeah, he gon' hit from the back, throw me up in the air Yeah, baby, keep that fire, put it up in the air We stacking thesе hundreds, they're comin' in layеrs Ain't going out sad, I grew up with the players I see my b*tch then slam her down, get it in blood, no, I don't care After this mission, park the Track, fu*k her in the back, and fix her hair [Verse 1: Coi Leray & Pooh Shiesty] What's up, big daddy? (Daddy, yeah) Tell him, "What's up? What's happenin'?" (Yeah) He sent me a text, so I send him the addy (Yeah) The way you grip on the Glock, that's how I want you to grab me Say pussy taste like Laffy Taffy Split on the dick like gymnastics (Yeah) I said, "Ooh, lil' baby, come here, get nasty" (Ayy, ayy) Yeah, skinny lil' b*tch, take dick, no capping (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty] Come on, baby, I know you special Mindset on all the way above average Lil' ass ni**a, but I've been 'bout action Smackin' shorty, man, them ain't actin' Let a ni**a play with my b*tch, I'm blastin' Tragic, everybody get a free casket Her nails and feet stay up to par, I need to see French tail when you gaggin' (Blrrrd, blrrrd) [Chorus: Coi Leray & Pooh Shiesty] Yeah, he call me big purr (Blrrrd, blrrrd) Come make that pussy purr (Blrrrd, blrrrd) The SRT make her get wet, play in that cat while I switch gears You keep on running from these back shots, pull them tracks out, b*tch, come here Yeah, baby, after we fu*k, we ain't gon' talk 'bout it, leave right there Tell your b*tch she dead, can't come back here Yeah, he gon' hit from the back, throw me up in the air Yeah, baby, keep that fire, put it up in the air We stacking these hundreds, they're comin' in layers Ain't going out sad, I grew up with the players I see my b*tch then slam her down, get it in blood, no, I don't care After this mission, park the Track, fu*k her in the back, and fix her hair