Jahn Don - Pussy Reaper

Yeah, yea yea yea
Yeah, yea yea
Yeah, yea yea yeah
Get that pussy
Get that puss (I'm a Pussy Reaper)
She call me the reaper
Cos I’m killing that pussy
Made a Million off of juggin
but I’m still In the trap (Pussy Reaper)
I don’t pop no pills
But the drugs in my jacket
If the cops pulling me over
Put the drugs in her wallet
I done lost my feelings (Pussy Reaper)
Girl you turnin me toxic (Pussy Reaper)
I don’t even trust my feelings (Pussy Reaper)
Girl I kno when to stop it (Pussy Reaper)
Broke all in my feelings (Pussy Reaper)
Yea I know that ain’t a option (Pussy Reaper)
Pulled up in the Lamborghini (Pussy Reaper)
Let the money do the talkin
When I met lil shorty
She was down bad in the streets
Flexed her up designer, Prada
Even put Dior on her feet (on her feet)
Her best-friend in the room
I bust it down in her cheeks
Then I made her gimme head
I bust it all in her dreams (Pussy Reaper)
Don’t need no more problems
I need more from my freaks
I need bitches that’s gon cook, and clean
And fold all my sheets (my sheets)
Don’t need no more questions
Jus ignore all the beef
I need bitches that’s gon think and cater
To all my needs
I came from the bottom
Now I’m on top
Spending money at the auctions now I’m unstoppable
Millionaire with no kids
Gotta thank god
Ain’t got no child support I’m holding off
Ain’t nuttin in no hoe (no hoe)
But I’m gettin dough
Pockets fully loaded
Spending racks watch me get more
Bussing down the Rollie
Losing value that’s fasho
We don’t really notice
I’m a boss if you ain’t know
They call me Don Kapo (Kapo Kapo)
Pussy Reaper (bust it down for Don Kapo)
Pussy Reaper
I’m a Pussy Reaper
Pussy Reaper
She call me the Reaper
Cos I’m killing that pussy
Made a Million off of juggin
But I’m still In the trap
I don’t pop no pills
But the drugs in my jacket
If the cops pulling me over
Put the drugs in her wallet
I done lost my feelings
Girl you turnin me toxic (Pussy Reaper)
I don’t even trust my feelings (Pussy Reaper)
Girl I kno when to stop it (Pussy Reaper)
Broke all in my feelings (Pussy Reaper)
Yea I know that ain’t a option (Pussy Reaper)
Pulled up in the Lamborghini (Pussy Reaper)
Let the money do the talkin
Pussy Reaper
Bust it down for the Reaper (woah, hey)
Pussy Reaper (Don Kapo)
Bust it down for the Reaper
I came from the bottom now I’m on top
I’m a Pussy Reaper
Bust it down for the Reaper
Millionaire with no kids gotta thank God
I’m a Pussy Reaper (Don Kapo)
Bust it down on Reaper
Bust it down for the Reaper (bust it bust it)
She bust it down for the Reaper
Pussy Reaper
Bust it down for the Reaper

Written by:
Jean Bien-Aime

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