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Featurin' Faith Evans, co-starrin' me, P. Diddy You know I got the key to your city Unlock the door, rock some more Beats we lace Bad Boy heat
got three crazy muthafuckas in the same place at the same time. (Yeah Master P.) You know this shit gon be off the hook. (It's gon be
"That Ain't Nothing" (feat. Curren$y, Romeo, Silkk) [Intro: Silkk, Master P] Yeah You ain't gotta go to no car lot Come and shop at the garage
I was the only one you love You fell for P You be feenin for my love You said it was me I was the only one you loved You fell for P You be feenin
to keep quiet (ai) Nipa ankasa y3 bad (woi) Woy3 papa yehu enka you do borne p3 and you everywhere That's why I don't really care (herhhh erhnn) Nyame Adom
trying to heal here. They ain't hurt for me in like some years. Okay. I'm still here, baby You not pushing P . No, you ain't no gangsta only disappointed
bookings They say I give em that feel like the don from Brooklyn Do everything b i g, til I d i e Got your p y t, all on my t i p Breathe, you can find me in
invisible You can't get caught Fuck it Thrive, survive, pull out your eyes P-C-P! Destroy me! P-C-P! I know you I know all your regret Go stand at the ledge
. S.P.R.U.N.G, now you'll see, she got you... got you....(x3) she got you... got you...(x2) eeeee..... but it all come down that CHORUS (T PAIN) I'm
twice about that one, yeah) Make me never wanna leave ya (leave) R.I.P Girl, you know the things that I would do You say you're bad for me But I'ma
R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P R.I.P be at peace no more pain you gotta go through Didn't listen to me then but I told you Lookin' now you would tell me
to know I wrote you this song to sing, it goes like P.S., I miss you when you feel alone P.S., I'm with you, wherever you go P.S., I get you, so,
is K-Roc himself These no one left Spank a bee Ckeck a bee take a nigge she leave him here And thie D's when you fuckin' with P fool You
a Mercedes Power, that P got you poppin' in places (P) I'm givin' her the D, I'm the D-boy, baby (I'm giving her the D, I'm the D-boy, baby) I'm in her gut
and Versace Let me rock your body mouth on my p-, call you Papi Rock, your body body, rock your body (rock) Rock, your body body, rock your body (body)
P. Nigga, you ain't got shit betta to do than play on the muthafuckin' phone?" [MP]-"Man, take me off muthafuckin' speaker-phone an' pick the phone
the fuck they frontin like they is? [P] Cause you want to do it like Hav' And do it like P, but mad shit missin [Havoc] Why'all niggaz is pussy,
[Styles P:] Somethin 'bout you, I don't know, HA HA~! Yeah... [Rashad (Styles P):] Heyyyy-yayyyyy You're the one (yeah) You're the one, yeahhhh
to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent Thought you could hack it, now you're requestin P See you're fragile, it ain't hard to see Niggas like that
Caught, now in court 'cause I stole a beat This is a sampling sport But I'm giving it a new name What you hear is mine P.E. You know the time
"Doggystyle", "Deep Cover" was the prequel Polarizin', prophesizin', I'm what put us on the map At Poly bustin' down them P-O-U-N-D's into them sacks Poundin'
Don't ya know, don't ya know That it hurts to be treated like a fool? A don't ya know, don't ya know That it's mean and it's oh so cruel?/P When
one of them freaky tails hey P) Nah it ain't another fuckin' freak tails man This girl named Dana, you can bang her man [Master P] There once was this
they caps spillin' back So creep, when you in the C-P-T You catch, heat, for fuckin' wit da D-R-E I got my eyes on the shit unfoldin' And niggaz been
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