Pussy Stank - Lord Infamous

Pussy stank;

I want bank

I want that paper, that fold and not that clink clank

Give me your debit card, maybe your charge card

Sell your body, rob, do your job, get my knob

My name is Lord Infamous, the bloody bloody Scarecrow

Bitch you can’t kick rocks

You ain’t got a (?) strapped to yo hole

You want me to do what, when, where, why

Who you think I am?

My mack is relentless, I break yo ass down till you penniless given up tramp

I don’t give a damn 'bout yo little pussy gettin' damp

Pay a fee to get this D, don’t get me amped

I start fire from yo ass, come sign up for my slut class

But there is a small tuition and a few conditions

I want 90 percent out of everything you get

But I break it down to 60 if you got a few kids

Don’t get it twisted trick, all pimps ain’t merciless

No I’m lyin' like a motherfucker, give it all up bitch

I’mma give it to her raw, a ear full of this ISM

This pure uncut pimpin', realism, this ISM

And if you violate go to the whole stockade

Till you hit that fuckin' blade and a bank get made

Nigga don’t you take that loss

Better get you a bank up out that broad

Not something, not half, yes I want all

Your contribution the the cost

Bitch are you out of your rabbit ass mind?

Tryin' to say you don’t have all of mine

Sex ain’t free, bitch I need cheese

Motherfuck you dignifiying

Tell me what’s her purpose?

She can’t make no paper surface

Put her head up on the chopping block

And tell that hoe it’s curtains

It ain’t workin', I can jerk it if I wanna get a nut

Better go and crease a trick

And get some work in here you slut

It ain’t gotta be all cheese;

I take drank, coke and pills

Niggas put they self in danger, tryin' to catch a munchie thrill

What’s the deadly hoe, are you fuckin' slow

Don’t you need some dope?

Yo ass in the air anyway, you ain’t gotta do it broke

I came to bring some hope, shed some light, get yo mind right

Hoe you gonna be alright, all you need’s a sticker price

It’s time for a change, let’s get up some fuckin' change

Not no damn chump change, pussy stank;

I want bank

You can grant all a macks wishes

With that body that’s so vicious

Come and soak you up some pimpin'

That’ll keep that pussy drippin'

I ain’t trippin', I’m just tryin' to get a product to the masses

This particular item cost with some fire cap

And some fat asses

And this shit that’s goin' down

Since the good Lord hit the switch

Nigga tryin' to make a profit from between yo legs bitch

You ain’t innocent, better try to better your predicament

Slut yo ass ain’t happy 'less you suckin' on a dickery

Or some of it, I love a booshie bitch with a bank account

Take 'em out and dick her down, see can I get a nice amount?

So what’s yo donation to this mack foundation?

Make a small contribution if you want some stimulation

Like my nigga Chuck say, yo, and I quote

These hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes

But Scarecrow can’t go, yo I want my scrilla

Give it all here bitch 'fore a nigga go gorilla