Mess It Up PSC (Ft. Young Dro)

On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Mess It Up" by PSC (Ft. Young Dro). Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.

[Chorus: Big Kuntry King]
He can take you to the mall, and dress you up
Get your hair done, do it all
'Cause all I wanna do is sex you up
Pull your hair and mess it up
He can take you to the mall, and dress you up
Get your hair done, do it all
'Cause all I wanna do is sex you up
Pull your hair and mess it up
[Verse 1: Mac Boney]
Ain't no special bitches, shit, we talk to you all the same way
Same way, me and him fucked you on the same day
Pass the purple, don't you like the way I press connect
I let you drive
In her thighs, soaking wet I'm mesmerized
That little bitty skirt, them big o'l legs
Shawty said "break some bread"
I said "look you ain't got to beg"
I ain't that type of player
I get hoes, I ain't gotta pay them
Gimme my shopping bag and take your ass to Pick-A-Player
[Verse 2: Big Kuntry King]
Baby, I heard you got a cake mixer, sugar daddy
Spending up them Benjamins
I heard he got you a lot of things, even a new Mercedes Benz
Chanel, Gucci, Fendi, Prada, all the things you look good in
Your own personal masseuse, now your muscles easy to bend
Gone before the weekend, I'm here for the weekend
Just you and I, Victoria, keep a secret
I'm swearin' now to hell, I ain't done 'til I see the sun
Crush that noise 'fore you wake the neighbors up