I Smell Pussy (Ja Rule Diss)

You smell that? What's that? I smell pus*y (Is that you Irv?) I smell pus*y (Is that you Ja?) I smell pus*y (Is that you Black?) I smell pus*y (Is that you Tah?) Y'all niggas is pus*y I'm falling out nigga now watch me (Watch me) Ain't nothing you can do to stop me (Stop me) Y'all niggas get so emotional (Emotional) You remind me of my bitch It's not of my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe What she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her Quite of probation just make it harder for me to accept her as my own She tries to tie up my phone and I'm not at home she's thinking I'm not alone Probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street I let her know she can leave, I ain't tryin' to tie her up But see it's hard to f**k wit' somebody after she touches me Mami, I'm not your regular nigga, I know the game But I don't play by the rules I'm focusing on my moves That way I will never lose See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Bentleys with 22's You say I confuse you, play little trick with your head Been catching feelings ever since the first time I slept in your bed I'm not here to tease you, mislead you with so your dreams I can't say I love you I don't know what that means I'm a pimp Girl, you know I like when you climb on top Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy Girl, you know I like when you climb on top Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy When I first met her, I did anything to get her Paid all her bills and filled her 'frigerator Reminiscing on late nights when I tried to lay up But couldn't get off 'cause your baby would stay up She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain A pigeon writing her baby pops in the box in prison Sing-Sing is where he been in She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels Baby wipes and cans of Enfamil Motor Bikes and grams of fish scale So 9 to 5 niggas was no frill Turning young niggas with principals to old men with debts And all the prank calls was death threats That bitch got the best s*x all across the globe And the bitch head game was out of control Girl, you know I like when you climb on top Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy Girl, you know I like when you climb on top Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy I wonder when I'm gone if you miss me Or do you miss that Don Perignon and that Christy I'm f**kin' wit' you I'm feeling your shape, I'm feeling your eyes Later on I'm feeling your a*s and feeling your thighs Sweetheart, you book smart and street-smart I knew you was my type from the very, very start I'm in to tongue kissing 4 play all day Mamma ain't home so the noise is okay ODB, you know he like it the raw way Latex, safe s*x, no hickeys on the neck Now you are learning The lords blesses make me wiser as the world's turning My tongue touch the right spot, I'll have your toes curling Whether we just kicking it or we s*xing I'm a pro baby girl, I spit game to perfection So when niggas make mistakes I correct 'em And when niggas get out of line I check the man Girl, you know I like when you climb on top Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to Ecstasy with out takin' Ecstasy Yeah, don't think I forgot about your fat a*s though Irv You wanna run around takin' pictures like you Puff Daddy and the Family, motherf**ker With that bitch, Charli Baltimore Bitch look like she died last week pale as f**k Paint her hair red Think she gon' sell records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit Bitch, punk-a*s motherf**kers All you motherf**kers get rolled on, nigga Ain't no motherf**king, "Leave her alone 'cause she a bitch" f**k that nigga, f**k all of it But not you Ashanti, baby You know how I feel about you, baby Come on, come here, girl C'mon gimme some love, girl f**k Irv Gotti, you know how me and you do, baby You know they say I'm s*xy now Aye Irv, your momma got a thing for me