Lyrics:
Bitch I'm loving how the bass boom When im in the spot they tend to make room Bigg P bout to drop a tape soon Bigg P bout to drop a tape soon Bitch
Mwen p ap echwe (I will not fail) Mwen p ap tonbe (I will not fall) Limyè w klere sou mwen (Your light shines on me) Mwen p ap echwe (I will not fail)
joker But i don't play bout the P's Nah, I don't play bout the P's Nah, I don't play bout the P's I dey chop money like breakfast Real stargirl making
Is he just as good at romance as we were? Okay, enough P.S. I hope you're happy I started acting out when you moved on I tried to call you
Uh, yeah, yeah Usher Raymond, yeah, Thugga Thugga, yeah Yeah, go right about now Make you say uh, no limit Got that Master P, no limit baby Give
The Ivan Putski – Polish Power P, behold the shower Bullets rain down on your head, devoured Jim Starr leaving your chin chopped No keloid, bubble covered
a lil') Sssss, (So what's up P, what chu' been up to man) Ya know the same ol' shit, tryin' to get this rap shit off the ground Know what I'm sayin' (Ah man
Rocco Hunt, Fabio Musta Mannm o beat, vaj So crisciut a pane e rap e m'n fott ro success A nott è long p'maddorm e quanta vot m so pers? Agg
mekyer3 y3 b3 tua Firs3 boys boys obiaa p3 toɔ , [Hook] 3toɔ de3 3y3 oo, y3 p3 3toɔ k3se3 Y3 tua toɔ, y3 tua toɔ k3se3 3toɔ de3 3y3 oo, y3 p3 3toɔ
King dee Aha aaaaa Ftf(feed the family) K.Tra Grrrrr Yahyiamu Ab) d)mpim p3 bibiaa dodow Cars eden sika y3p3 more Yahyiamu Ab) d)mpim p3 bibiaa
Taken Down The C.C.P So I already know The Feds gonna stress me Tell Xi Jinping Send his goons to get me All these streaming platforms Probably all reject
a fuck, nah I don't give a fuck High class nigga, all I smoke is A plus Might blow a whole P, nigga I don't give a fuck Girl on my lap, she say she wanna
(c'mon) Street niggaz is ringin them shots out [P. Diddy] Short circuit and blacken the blocks out Now open up the garage and pull the drops out Rockin
Ay, ay Oh please, we ain't got no P's Because we spent all our money on some old CDs It's like Oh please, we ain't got no P's Because we spent
got this sack of D And Master P, my nigga, just got the hook-up Look me up if you need the cook up Got shit to hook the crooks up Hit me up on my
l'ultimo ad infamare Vi odio già dall'infanzia sul vostro nome sputo E voi che ringrazio se questa merda ho vissuto Ed è una P, come la pena che vi ha
und Nacken Verteilt von Bully P, dem King aller Kanacken Er hat schon wieder Lust mich anzukacken Und ich kriege Angstattacken, ja Harte Schläge auf
difendo Qui nel commando devi stare attento Gocciolo green sembra sta piovendo Zp zp zp zp E urlo p, zp Centro italia siamo i king Mano al cielo e fai così
at chess Wit' a couple earth queens Get off of my dick, r i p, D M X Feelin' like the beast from the east Headin' for Cali, Kanye West The game need nothin'
Saint. P, здесь тысячи на лейме Я в этой столице и делаю тыщи Какой нахуй трэпчик, ты junk И к тому же ты нищий Навел на них прицел Не верю тебе и не
keep on going forward I keep on pushing P, cause without it, life get too boring Pushing forward, pushing, pushing, keep on pushing I keep on moving, I
never leave my glock, cause you know that I'm never lacking You know I'm not a P, I'm real quick to shoot a opp My glock is my girlfriend you know I never
Ey, okay yeah, okay, okay (a3 serving up a plate) yeah, okay Cornern in 'nem P, hoffen, das was geht Wochenlange G, sonnen an 'nem See das Ist der
the beef boy Girls like me but I ain't a sweet boy, so boy Don't think you can move to me and think I'll be asleep boy 'Cos I'm on my P's and Q's That's
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