Pound Town

Hook

Oh this paper endless... got you catching feeling... I can tell now she bending over getting the bidness... riding round limo tinted... in her grill like dentist... yea it’s goin down poundtown she get the business...

Riding round, finna go to pound town yea she gone get the business (2x)

Verse 1 (AceCulture)

We coasting feel the breeze, here roll this like a sleeve, now light it baby breath, sweet aroma of trees, tickle your nose hairs make you sneeze, while rubbing on ya thighs my hands move a lil high, then you squeeze it, like hold up culture, let me please, while unfasing my jeans, fuck it I know I want you so proceed, now she climbing over the seat, and my hand on that badunka in the jeans, now she going bunkers like Willy wonky in my jeans, Debbie snack wit a cream oooh the way she do make me groove, listen here she a fool, st. Bernard a lot of drool, wit her mouth she playing pool, my seat wet just like a pool, swear she wet just like a pool, swear I’m bout to do the fool… it’s going down when I get to pound town, ima hit her wit the tool… she said damn can we take a break now it’s like sitting on a stool

Verse 2 (3D)

Watch on my wrist... ain’t got time to waist... need a bad girl... who ain’t got no waist... gotta be pretty cause I wanna paint her face... no I’m not a human... baby I’m a different race... girl I know you heard I go by 3D... name ironic cause none of these **** can see me.. they copy my style but still none of these **** can be me... I might write a verse but ima charge you for a freebie, yeah.. water wet no Fiji... eat her like panini... this right here is D1 I ain’t never did no peewee.. wait... ima charge a hoe, said I’m pretty for she seen me... she bad I dream of genie grant a wish Just like a genie...