Текст песни 50 Cent feat G-Unit - Ecstacy (I Smell Pussy)

[Intro]
*Sniff Sniff* You smell that? What's that?
I smell pussy! (Is that you Irv?)
I smell pussy! (Is that you Ja?)
I smell pussy! (Is that you Black?)
I smell pussy! (Is that you Tah?)

[Verse 1]
Y'all n*ggas is pussy!!!!!
I'm falling out n*gga now watch me (watch me)
Ain't nothing you can do to stop me (stop me)
Y'all n*ggas get so emotional (emotional)
You remind me of my b*tch...HaHa

It's not of my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe
What she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her
Quite of probation just make it harder for me to accept her as my own
She tries to tie up my phone and
I'm not at home she's thinking I'm not alone
Probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street
I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin' to tie her up
But see it's hard to f*ck wit somebody after she touches me
Mami I'm not your regular n*gga I know the game
But I don't play by the rules I'm focusing on my moves
That way I will never lose
See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Bentleys with 22's
You say I confuse you play little trick with your head
Been catching feelings ever since the first time I slept in your bed
I'm not here to tease you mislead you with so your dreams
I can't say I love you I don't know what that means
I'm a pimp!!!!

[Chorus x2]
Girl you know I like when you climb on top
Lil muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to Ecstasy with out takin Ecstasy
Girl you know I like when you climb on top
Lil muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to Ecstasy with out takin Ecstasy

[Verse 2]
When I first met her, I did anything to get her
Paid all her bills and filled her frigerator
Reminiscing on late nights when I tried to lay up
But couldn't get off 'cause your baby would stay up
She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane
That's when I realized this b*tch was a bird brain
A pigeon writing her baby pops in the box in prison
Sing Sing is where he been in
She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels
Baby wipes and cans of Infamil
Motor Bikes and grams of fish scale
So 9 to 5 n*ggas was no frill
Turning young n*ggas with principals to old men with debts
And all the prank calls was death threats
That b*tch got the best sex all across the globe
And the b*tch head game was out of control

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
I wonder when I'm gone if you miss me
Or do you miss that Don Perignon and that Christy
I'm f*ckin wit you
I'm feeling your shape I'm feeling your eyes
later on I'm feeling your ass and feeling your thighs
Sweetheart you book smart and street-smart
I knew you was my type from the very, very start
I'm in to tongue kissing 4 play all day
Mamma ain't home so the noise is okay
ODB you know he like it the raw way
Latex, safe sex ,no hickeys on the neck
Now your learning
The lords blesses make me wiser as the worlds turning
My tongue touch the right spot I'll have your toes curling
Whether we just kicking it or we sexing
I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection
So when n*ggas make mistakes I correct 'em and
When n*ggas get out of line I check the man

[Chorus]

[50 Cent talking]
Yeah........ don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv
You wanna run around takin pictures
like you puff daddy and the family motherf*cker
With that b*tch Charlie Baltimore...
B*tch look like she died last week Pale as f*ck
Paint her hair red...
Think she gon' sell records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit!
B*tch.....Punk ass motherf*ckers
All you motherf*ckers get rolled on n*gga
Ain't no motherf*cking, "leave her alone 'cause she a b*tch"
F*ck that n*gga!!
F*ck all of it!!
But not you Ashanti baby
You know how I feel about you baby
Come on.....Come here girl....come on gimme some love girl
F*ck Irv Gotti....you know how me and you do baby
You know...They say I'm sexy now......HaHaHa
Aye Irv your mamma got a thing for me!!!!