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Yeah I got plugs nigga, like what you need?
I throw my elbow like I'm Master P
Yeah I got plugs nigga with the recipes
Yeah I got cuts nigga, like

[Master P talking]
Yo T, I know you there girl pick up the phone
Anyway, I'm on my way ya heard me

[Tamar Braxton (Master P)]
I been watching you,

to a thousand dollar nigga
Fuck George Bush, the army, and the G.I.
Nigga this P.I., until I D.I.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Goldie Loc]
Now don't get mad when you see

Now that we down with all of the nonsense
If you know you not a groupie make some noise

G R O U P I E
Told me that she ain't a freak
Told me that she

I tell a don it ain't funny
That's why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money
I tell a don it ain't funny
That's why I practice, so I stay

play at all
Started from the bottom but the top that's where we headed
Call me Edgar Allen P one cause I'm poetic
Shawty want a chance she might just get

shot and it was wet
She checking out my follow through 
"Businessman P" I went to Lenox and I bought a suit 

Niggas hating, bitches want me 
I'm jus

a bag, can't fuck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused

Putt det ned sånn som Kjetil André
Putt det ned som en P I M P (vi bosser opp dude)
Putt det ned sånn som Kjetil André
Putt det ned som en P I M P

I'm pushing p i'm most prolific like 3x
I fucked that bitch i gave her d all night 3x
She ride me good she knows just what i like
I kicked her out i

R.I.P первый караоке майк и Winamp
R.I.P LIL MELON и R.I.P ASAP YAMS
R.I.P мое время — пробки забрали час
R.I.P ваши кумиры — они проебали шанс
R.I.P

fallin he had to sit down
When I blow up I may bust down my wrist now
I'm buyin tissue cause I am the shit now
S.I.M.P. S.I.M.P. S.I.M.P
(Squirrels In My

I feel like Master P
I cut the check, I feed the family
Gold on my wrist just to match the piece
The way I’m living, feel like Master P
I feel like

P Money Remix

Wiley

Godfather

2017

I tell a don it ain't funny
That's why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money
I tell a don it ain't funny
That's why I practice, so I stay

again
And copped a dress for the funeral
I’ll gladly attend, and
R.I.P. R.I.P. R.I.P
Means Rot in pieces
R.I.P. R.I.P. R.I.P
Means Rot in pieces
Em

a role fell for, got a soul I'd sell for 
Luck and I don't give a fuck
Cuz Im living a life worth burning in hell for

R.I.P. I'm slipping away, I'm

off the tree weigh heavy on my, T O P
I thought I told you I was a, G O D
Straight from the source I don't got no, D L C's
No alterations no muhfuckin M

You couldn't cop me, so you made a copy you're so dead to me, I need an autopsy
R.I.P. R.I.P. I hope you rest in peace
You're playing Barbie cause

R.I.P. momma I miss you, R.I.P. BD I miss You
R.I.P. Venus I miss you , R.I.P. Goldie I miss You
2011
I was really dodging bullets
I ain't had time

oo
Emi Mimo ooo

I seek you
I want you
The Spirit of truth
Emi mimo
I seek you
And I want you
The Spirit of truth
Emi mimo 

H O L Y S P I R I

jingle, that's a one of one (Ah)
Diamonds flooded like it's Katrina (Ah)
Please do not make me cop that P1 (Brr ah)
Trust me, that is something you don't

my M-O-D-E, I'm in my motherfuckin' mode
And I'm a P-I-M-P, I got these motherfuckin' hoes

S-L-I-M-E, you know I'll wipe your fuckin' nose
Just come

P-I-C Perrine in charge in this hoe
Florida City, Liberty City, Kendal, O town and more
Might pop might pop 3-0-5 at the door
And it's sticking to my

Wait 'til a young nigga blow up
Thugga got Act', we gon' pour up
Sippin' on Act' 'til I throw up
You bitches, don't act like you know us
In the P1