Young Money Publishing - p**y Monster lyrics

[Intro] David Banner on the beat, b**h I got a, I got a, I got a, I got a sweet tooth I got a sweet tooth, I got a sweet tooth, I got a sweet tooth Now can I eat goo, now can I eat you? Mmm [Verse 1] I gotta taste for you, now what you wanna do? Girl, you cold, let me s** out your flu Girl, you cold, girl, you cool You heard of Salt N' Pepa? Well girl, you food Girl, you hot like a bowl of hot stew And I just stood over ma stew and just blew And when there's no more of you, in the soup I remove ma spoon and drink your juice If you want to do me, do what cha wanna do If my job is to blow, you can bet she blue Mic check 1, 2, how about 1, 2 P-L-A-Y because I don't have a clue But when I find out, I'm a show and tell you When I lift my top lip, I could still smell you When I swallow ma spit, I could still taste you Put that p**y in ma face every time I face you It goes P-U-S-S-Y Because it's the reason I am alive Momma, I need it to stay alive It's like I gotta eat it just to survive [Hook] Hi, I'm the p**y monster, the p**y monster The p**y monster, the p**y monster And you gotta feed me p**y, p**y p**y, p**y p**y p**y, p**y p**y, p**y p**y I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta I got a sweet tooth, I got a sweet tooth I got a sweet tooth, I got a sweet tooth Now can I eat you? Can I eat you? [Verse 2] Now let me get back to her She call me Dracula, and I'll vacuum her Catfish, dat fish, dat cat, tuna I'll smack it up flip it like a spatula Lil' Chris said 'Run It' and I tackled ya Baby, can I be the worm in ya apple bu*t? Now go back in her, and if you backin' up I'll s** the front of dat p**y from da back of ya I'm an urban legend like a black Acura My taste buds set on a black actress (Actress) I told her act-shun (Action) Da camaras is lookin' And I hope she make me eat ma word cause my words is p**y, p**y, p**y, p**y, p**y, p**y, p**y [Hook] [Verse 3] I got p**y comin' to me, p**y comin' to me, p**y Show me dat p**y and I'm a show you where to put it You no I make it rain, I'm da hurricane son And you know I could make it rain, wat ma hurricane tang Like lala, la, lala, la, lala, la, lala, la, lala, lala, lalala, la Imagine if I did dat with your pearl on ma tongue, ha I make dat p**y talk to me, I could make it jump Ova her and walk to me Now walk it out, girl, now walk it out, girl P-U-S-S-Y Because it's da reason I am alive And I'm a need it to stay alive It's like I gotta eat it just to survive, ha [Hook]