Lyrics:

The following explicit content in this song by 'Pawn Star'
Are not necessarily the views expressed by De La Soul
But they understand
Execute porn star now
Pawn star
You like that?
Pawn star
I think she like that
Check it, pussy got me wide open, writin' the love notes
Butt naked, strippin' out of her trench coat
Got me hittin' high notes, pitchin' a deep throat
Bitch be suckin' niggas car door
Yo, I broke my piggy bank just to see that pussy stank
Smelly in Africa then Africa, whoa
I know
Like you know when you spendin' them hundred dollar notes
We box triangles all angles
Yo, throw her on the table Shell
No, I tie her with a phone cable
Bound her by her wrists and ankles
I bust right off Pun and Abel
Yo, actin' like we're kidnappers stabbin' the mouth with two dicks
Take a couple of new flicks
Click... click give up the money bitch
Had her backin' it up, smackin' it up
Yo, we fucked till the sun came up
Pown star, hey there special lady do what you do
Cause I don't care what they say to you
See you're my pown star
You're beautiful to me in every little way
A very special lady, pown star
Rather doggy style than missionary
You very, very... very, very... very beautiful (pown star)
You're a superstar to me and you came into my life (pown star)
Many years ago you made me feel so good
You knew that when no one understood
Cause you're my pawn star
Hay, hey, hey, hey uh
And you could never be my wife, trick
Yo I reign supreme, champion back off
Shorty's a five start porner
Turn tricks, wants some dicks inside her
Work the spread eagle like National Enquirer
Pussy lips grips the neck of Coke bottles
And turn style will have you nibblin' on a nipple
All of a sudden out came the shackel
Shell ain't go no problem with
You can be my
Pown star
Pown star
Pown star
Pown star
You wanna fuck me?
You wanna fuck me, bitch?
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