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on P's
She said, "Don't leave me, C4, please"
Hey, these cars ain't got no keys
Said the barber, I cut his jeans
But still he had got away from a sting
You

The Battle

Shystie

Vertically Challenged

2005

Inside. 
The. 
Medasyn. 
Camp.
Yes. 
MCs. 
State. 
Your. 
Identity.

Frost P!
Zuz.
SOV, Lady Sovereign.
Shystie!

Let. the. battle.

Hold up
Yeah that's Prada on my jeans yeah
Hold up
You know I keep that fye on me yeah
You know I keep that fye on me yeah
And it's tucked up in my

(yea, yea)


Pushin p, n***a, pushin p


I got fifties on my jeans, fifties on my jeans


Smoking cookies, n***a, smoking grams


Smoking cookies,

Can i get it now
Can i get it now

I've been rolling, spinning; smoked like half the p
Benz all black like Venom, try to come after me
Knots all in

20k in the jeans
She sweet
All bros ps came from finessing fiends

(trance, unexplainable)

If it’s P, I’m on the phone to P
My girl double S, means

jeans
Il se peut que je sois un p'tit peu trop têtu
Quand elle bouge devant moi en étant peu vêtu
J'suis sous Jager Seven
J'regarde Jada Stevens
J'me

veux une meuf bien, cousin? Y en a pas
À part ta sœur dans l'dîn ou ta mama
S.P.A, ouaf ouaf, S.P.A, S-S.P.A, que des chiennes S.P.A 
Meufs bien? Y en

Ivy P on my bag, double G's on my dash
Nigga, I'm bad, I'm bad
Tell me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

Boy, you can't get no higher than this, no

a fucking beam
'Cause these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These

la croche
Je dis du bien, et j'enchaîne les reproches

Je suis un agitateur
Un provocateur
Un animal
My name is Jean Pascal
Un agitateur
Un

(ooh)
you know why these girls all love me?
because I'm a g thats collecting p's (ooooh)
you know me I have to get it in
yh I have to get it in (noooww)

a G´Fakes
P.I.M.P de Ley, P.I.M.P okey
P.I.M.P de Ley, P.I.M.P okey
P.I.M.P de Ley, P.I.M.P okey
Yo le parto el HiFi  rompo el booty a esos Mc ´s 
Tu llámame

Geeked up
Geeked up
That girl geeked up
P's up
P's up
Get my p's up
Swear y'all niggas angry like I don't give a fuck
I'm jus' rocking out the world,

(You have to say when)
I never know what I want
There's always something new
Designer jeans and leather shoes
How am I supposed to choose

I wanna go

Tap In, Tap In, Tap In, Tap In, Tap in

P i’m all about my Tangibles, P
I’m all about my Tangibles,  P
I’m all about my Tangibles, P
I’m all about my

iru oru
Everybody get p
Problem o
Everybody get p

U go borrow iPhone seh photo
Yiri ezigbo jean and fine polo
Men noro na akuku ana apiko
Fa asi na

don't rain 
40 p's 40 new faces as I cross across the state 
Lost my white boy to that fentanyl when we was living great 
100 bands feel like you rich

popping out the jeans
I just hopped inside a beam
Pull up sweeping up the street
Bad Latina in my sheets
Popped a bean now she a demon
Valentino on my feet

mis ma ch'mise blanche
Elles foutent le seum toutes
Ces p'tites tâches
Pas d'étiquetage, aucun code barre, nan
J'suis un homme libre, mushrooms
No more

did you get that in those jeans
The way you popping it is killing me
Look over here, come follow me
Tell me, how did you get that in those jeans
The way

Where's Sean?

Kain

The Saga Continues

2001

[P. Diddy]
Eh yo what's up playboy
Yeah, now I'm out here in Milan
I need you to come get wit' me aight?
Yeah, I got something I need you to do

Back for Good Now

Diddy

The Saga Continues

2001

[P. Diddy)
Uhh, yeah, you know what it is

[Black Rob]
Hey , back on the scene
Ain't nuthin' changed
Still doin' wild things
Whippin'

put them Forgi's on a Jeep
I keep spilling coffee on my jeans
I don't like this talking, I'm gon' squeeze, baby (yeah)

You know I needed you, why