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pocahontas ft. wayne chapo - faded breezie lyrics

(bridge – breezie)
up, down [x3]
exercise, exercise
up, down
exercise, exercise
up, down, up, down
exercise

(chorus – breezie)
i like them girls who be on them poles, yup
and all my girls they be on them poles, yup
i love them women who love them poles, yup
and all my women they love this pole, yup

(verse 1 – breezie)
i love them big-t-ttie women, with them thunder thighs (yeah)
i make it rain and they clap till that thunder strike (-rain & lightning-)
naughty girls need a daddy, i can come provide (whattup shawty?)
just as long as when i’m through with you, that imma c-m tonight (–rg-sm-)
but yet i come to find that you ain’t about it (what?!)
after all this rain, there’s a drought (f-ck that)
and now you’re suddenly nowhere to be found
and i am wondering, that possibly, you weren’t as down as i thought you was
what kinda thot is a thot that don’t slop it up? (heha)
what kinda hoe doesn’t blow for the right dough? (hahaa!)
and what kinda sl-t doesn’t take it in the b-tt for the right buck? (haaaaaa!)
b-tch, f-ck that, i be on a mission, getting cash
just so i can throw it on the thickest -ss (b-tch!)
just so i can blow it and then get it back
to do the same d-mn thing all over again (woah!)
i told her to come over and call over a friend (woop!)
and honestly, i really never thought it would end
in my living room, in nothing but ray bans (-ayyooo-ayyooo-)
doing the rain dance, pocahontasing man
like

(bridge – breezie)
up, down [x3]
exercise, exercise
up-up, down
exercise, exercise
up, down, up, down
exercise

(chorus – breezie)
i like them girls who be on them poles, yup
a-a-a-and-and-a-a-a-and all my girls they be on the poles, yup
i love them women who love them poles, yup
and all-and all my women they love this pole, yup

(verse 2 – breezie)
i love them girls, who love to shake what their momma gave ’em
f-ck smoking-hot, i want sauna, cajun (-tsss-)
see, i don’t really care if they’re ebonic, asian (jamaican…haitian…malaysian…)
just as long as they are not caucasian (naaa)
cuz them white women be tripping more than that first cl-ss (forreal though)
and they better give the best head, cuz you know they got the worst -ss (haaa!)
and the also got an ego, that tells them to veto the c-mming (b-tch?!)
girl, you better take this pole to the back of your throat, count from cero to cinco, i love it
and them spanish women (oohhh boy!)
get my camera fixing (and what they do next, what they do next?)
and they turn to p-rnstars, they just can’t resist it (why’s that?)
see, they was born to work hard and this man is gifted (in doing what, like what you good at?)
in giving out jobs, like it’s santa’s christmas
so then that rain, it turn into snow (-snort-)
all over the stage, all over her nose (-cough-)
it’s all in her brain, she bobs on her toes
making it pop as she drops to the floor
it’s all for the fame, it’s all for the gold
it’s always the same, she’ll never let go
she’s craving a change, but they’ll never know
just watching her climb to the top of the pole (-screaming and whistling-)
cuz they

(chorus – breezie)
like them girls who be on them poles, yup
and all my girls they be on the poles, yup
i love them women who love them poles, yup
and all my women they love this pole, yup

(verse 3 – wayne chapo)
ay!
okay i love bad b-tches, what’s the f-ckin’ problem?
i just make ’em call me “daddy” i don’t baby-mom ’em
she at the top, about to drop, i’m starin’ at her bottom
if i finish this bottle, she gon’ hit the lotto
i love them women that love them poles
and they blow that dro
c-c-came in this b-tch with an 0
so you better go cuff yo’ hoe
cuz she gon’ do a line of c0ke, she about to blow
she gon’ drop it down to the floor, she gon’ drop it low
she gon’ pop that p-ssy for these dollas, tryna make a n-gga holla
cuz she know i got it tho and i don’t wanna go
i know she wanna f-ck
m-m-m-m-make-make it clap like thunder
she said if i wanna go private the i gotta throw $100
girl that’s nothin’ baby show me somethin’
you gon’ get this money
i just smash it then i p-ss it
she ain’t even get my number
she go

(bridge – breezie)
up, down [x3]
exercise, exercise
up, down
exercise, exercise
up, down, up, down
ex-ex-exercise

(chorus – breezie)
like them girls who be on them poles, yup
and all my girls they be on the poles, yup

- faded breezie lyrics

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