P. Control

Nuestra presentación especial comenzará en breve Pero antes, un mensaje de nuestros auspiciadores Uh, yeah Uh Good mornin' ladies and gentlemen Boys and motherfuckin' girls This is your captain with no name speakin' And I'm here to rock your world With a tale that will soon be classic About a woman you already know No prostitute she, but the mayor of your brain Pussy control (are you ready?) Aah, Pussy Control, oh Aah, Pussy Control, oh Our story begins in a schoolyard A little girl skipping rope with her friends A tisket, a tasket, no lunch in her basket Just school books for the fight she would be in One day over this hoodie She got beat for some clothes and a rep With her chin up, she scolded, "All y'all's molded When I'm rich, on your neck I will step" And step she did to the straight A's Then college, a master degree She hired the heifers that jumped her And made everyone of them work for free No, what? So what if my sisters are triflin'? They just don't know She said, "Mama didn't tell 'em what she told me: 'Girl, you need Pussy Control'" (Are you ready?) Aah, Pussy Control, oh Aah, Pussy Control, oh Pussy got bank in her pockets Before she got dick in her drawers If brother didn't have good an' plenty of his own In love Pussy never did fall And this fool named Trick wanna stick her Huh, talkin' more shit than a bit 'Bout how he gonna make Pussy a star If she come and sing a lick on his hit Pussy said, "Nigga, you crazy if you don't know Every woman in the world ain't a freak You can go platinum four times Still couldn't make what I make in a week" "So push up on somebody that wanna hear that 'Cause this somebody here don't wanna know Boy, you better act like you understand When you roll with Pussy Control" (Are you ready?) Aaah, Pussy Control, oh Aaah, Pussy Control, oh Breakdown (Are you ready for the best Pussy you ever felt?) (Are you ready for the best Pussy you ever felt?) With one more verse to the story I need another piece of your ear I wanna hip you all to the reason I'm known as the player of the year 'Cause I met this girl named Pussy At the club, International Balls She was rollin' four deep Three sisters and a weepy-eyed white girl drivin' a hog I pulled up right beside her And my electric top went down I said, "Motherfucker, I know your reputation And I'm astounded that you're here" I fear you're lonely and you want to know At twelve o'clock straight up, nigga That don't give a shit that you're Pussy Control Well I'm that nigga, at least I wanna be But it's gonna be hard as hell To keep my mind off a body That would make every rich man want to sell, sell, sell Can I tell you what I'm thinkin' that you already know? You need a motherfucker that respects your name Now say it: Pussy Control (are you ready?) Aah, Pussy Control, oh Aah, Pussy Control, oh And the moral of this motherfucker is Ladies, make 'em act like they know You are, was, and always will be Pussy Control (are you ready?) Aah, Pussy Control (peace and be wild) Say what, huh? Oh no, don't you think about callin' her a hoe You juvenile delinquent Best sit your ass down Talkin' about Pussy Control Huh, can you dig it? Aah, Pussy Control (are you ready?) Oh (are you ready?) Aah, Pussy Control (are you ready?) Oh (are you ready?)