Lyrics:
Y'all have a seat, we be right back, mothafucka...
[Interlude: Shawn Wigs]
Come on, this commercial break's almost over
OutKast, M.J.G., you
a pornography
P O R N O G R A P H Y
Am I really what you like
P O R N O G R A P H Y
Am I really what you
Am I really what you
They never dress up to the show
I've
she took me to my P.O.
Fuck rollin' ceelo
I'm down to a c-note
Lost a g' rollin' dice at that punk ass casino
But fuck it (shit) cuz when times get bad
the rozay at
I'm in your face like that Dj Sosay tat
So don't play smart cause I be omo eko
To ba ro kpe o mo what's up I'll show you how e dey go
They say
The D, the O, the P, the E
I need the B, the L, the U-N T
You know we can get away
(Fuck y'all, I will never switch
Never change) the D, the O, the P
West
Pamela Anderson, and she brought both of them breasts
Paris Hilton and Lindsay, holding down Britney's skirt
No more free looks, you gotta put in
drought..
Cause them boys will take you out
[Master P]
Nigga thuggin' in the hood so I'm still in the game
I'm out that Calliope nigga, bout to let my nuts
offs these really beams
Cant trust y'all, be spilling beans
I kill any rapper by any means
They gon' need like 10 of these just to fuck with me
Yeah you
Eso est? p? d?rle desde M?y?güez ? F?j?rdo
Me llev? ?jor?o ?jor?o no se lo he puesto y y? est? p?r?o
L? not? me tiene de l?o no le he p?g?do y h?st?
to the C-H
clright
P to the S to the Y to the C-H
I sneeze, you bless, I ask “why you calling Jesus?”
Pleased with the jest? Pass by, don't greet him
What what what what what what
Like what like what like what like what
Ayyyyyyyyyye
B a y a r e a
Pop my P's all in her face
O a k l a n d
Only
don't have it)
Funny, you got a lot of books here-
(Yes, we do, but we don't have
David Coperfield with one p
By Edmund Wells) are you quite sure?
Throw up your something soldier rag if you ain't with 'em
Uhh - uhh
Or else East 99 will get with 'em
[Chorus - Master P]
[Layzie Bone]
Little
givin' you what you need
Nothin' but the best green leaves
With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D.
Chorus
[Wish]
I be so high, feel high. Forgive
now, they're really cheap because they're made by authentic Chinese peasants, who work for peanuts, literally, Ha ha ha!
Y'know, there's a good job
peasy p peasy p peasy p
Let me introduce myself I go by peasy p peasy p peasy p
Let me introduce myself I go by peasy p you can fill it
In the atmosphere
You just start visitin spots, I've been by
And the hell with a throwback nigga, I've been fly
[P. Diddy]
Come on now
[Loon]
Definitely real, spend
afraid of heights, and your B-O-D-Y
Is C-R to the A-Z-Y
The G-U-Y with the mother-F-U-C-K-I-N
C-H-A-I-N-S-A-W and the W-H-I-S-K-E-Y
And I don't wanna
what y'all got, bitch, this is my shit
You ain't 'bout to act like a baby in my crib
I wasn't invited, so I through my own party
Didn't let me join,
[Master P talking]
It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company
They probably would've gave up by now
But No Limit, we constantly
on beef and live real drama
Don't let the coupes twist you, we lettin' o's off
We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
(P and Game
why they sell us
Master P the fuckin ?? so we do what they tell us
I bet you gon just run up ain't nobody gon pop ya
might be Sillk, thats why they call
[Master P:] Yo Ann, wuz up?
[Ann:] Wuz up?
[Master P:] Shit girl I know you got it going on and everything
But its like this here, (what?) how come,
, H, O, P, we are
H, I, P, H, O, P, we are
C'mon, uhh
Dead two in the head before some A and R tell me
I must give up the streets you lift
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