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Big Purr (prrdd) (feat. Pooh Shiesty) Lyrics


Coi Leray Big Purr (prrdd) (feat. Pooh Shiesty)

Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd
Yeah, he call me big purr (blrrrd)
Come make that pussy purr (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
The SRT make her get wet
Play in that cat while I switch gears
You keep on running from these backshots
I pulled them tracks out, bitch, come here (yeah)
Baby, after we f..ck, we ain't gon' talk 'bout it, leave right there
Tell your bitch 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 thеse hundreds, they'rе comin' in layers
Ain't going out sad, I grew up with the players
I see my bitch to slime her down
Get it in blood, no, I don't care
After that mission, park the track, f..ck in the back, and fix her hair
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' B, come here, get nasty" (ayy, ayy)
Yeah, smack up a lil' bitch, take dick, no cap (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Come on, babe, I know you special
Mindset on the all way, above average
Lil' ass nigga, but I been 'bout action
Smackin', Shiesty Man, that's my actin'
Let a nigga play with my bitch, I'm blastin'
Tragic, everybody get a free casket
Her nails and feet stay up to par
Need to stay fresh 'til when you gaggin' (blrrrd)
Yeah, he call me big purr (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Come make that pussy purr (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
The SRT make her get wet
Play in that cat while I switch gears
You keep on running from these backshots
I pulled them tracks out, bitch, come here (yeah)
Baby, after we f..ck, we ain't gon' talk 'bout it, leave right there
Tell your bitch 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 bitch to slime her down
Get it in blood, no, I don't care
After that mission, park the track, f..ck in the back, and fix her hair


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