Allday – Luv Pussy lyrics

[Intro]

Can we get the beat up a little bit?

Oh, yeah

Sick, that’s cool

I don’t even know what to say, but, duh-duh-duh-day

Nah, I’m good (Fuck everybody)

I don’t even know what to do, but (Must be love)

Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]

Steezy gentleman, blood full of medicine

Pseudoephedrine in my head again

Whatever, but I’m eating out this pussy like a pelican

And when she go ‘bam’, that’s when I’m in my element

Afternoon delight, singing everything (Everything)

Love the pussy and the kush and the bed I’m in (Bed I’m in)

Fuck staring in her eyes, need some chilli chips to set upon

She get hysterical like Americans when Ellen’s on

You’re elegant, but this is only therapy, don’t get it wrong

Drive the continent along, still no one compare to Tom

Looking serious like I’m tryna prevent a bomb

Good pussy feeling like Lebanon

Listening to ’80s hits, stuff to make a baby with

Picturing Madonna in her prime, I’m an atheist

Feeling like Basquiat, but I can’t say that shit

Doing me some dumb art, drawing up a naked bitch

[Chorus]

Shit, I love pussy, I think you know

Yeah, I love pussy, can’t even leave it alone

Talking ’bout

Pussy this, pussy that, pussy this and pussy that

Pussy this, pussy that, pussy this and pussy that

Pussy this, pussy that, pussy this and pussy that

[Verse 2]

I love some pussy like a second home

And I don’t even have a house, my other place is getting dome

Visit your special zone, watch a movie, share a cone of vanilla

‘Fore we start to bicker, yes, I’m error prone

I know I went way over the quota

Let Free Willy do the dictation just like Jonah and the whale

I guess she’s eating blubber ’til it choke her

And my head’s feeling light for a stoner

If it’s broken then fix it, if it’s not, then chill

The world is just illusion, this is not for real

For each of your hot meals, I’ve had a hottie squeal

I’ve picked the pretty flowers and left a lot to wilt

And I’m not proud but still, I’m not ashamed of it either

Had nuggets to fire up, clocking the miles up

High on this homegrown, it’s nothing designer

But this pussy’s from Milan and I’m up inside it

[Chorus]

Shit, I love pussy, I think you know

Yeah, I love pussy, can’t even leave it alone

Talking ’bout

Pussy this, pussy that, pussy this and pussy that

Pussy this, pussy that, pussy this and pussy that

Pussy this, pussy that, pussy this and pussy that

[Verse 3]

Sorry to the women I offend and shit

But good pussy, well, that’s an imperative

And I like intelligence and I like a feminist

But I don’t need arguments to fight like my parents did

I’d rather get high as shit, I’d rather become the man

You can suck rubber dicks, my hair’s in a rubber band

That’s just my master plan, I hope you can understand

I was ripping off underpants, back seat of my mother’s van

Tank full of pussy fumes, leading on numeral

Think numero uno, man, the ego is chewing fuel

Bag full of stolen goods, sweating it through the mall

Cops chasing us down, we’re just chasing what’s beautiful

To nail it like cuticles, call it home improvement

Call me Tom the Toolman, the bitches so effusive

Guess it’s due to music, I do know one thing

I love pussy, I love pussy, it’s lovely

Shit, I love pussy