Lyrics:
for your punk ass
my nigga Ski whats up
my nigga C whats up
my nigga P whats up
I'm read to tear shit up
coming straight from the land of the O-A-K
of models standin' on stuck
Pocket full of money and stuff
That's the way we do it when you off in the club wit me
$hort and J.E. P-I-M-P
Two of the baddest
rowdy, let's get rowdy
You know Montell's 'bout it 'bout it
Master P's 'bout it 'bout it
Lookie here
Stepped in the club, after my show
You know
Barbie)
P-P-P-Playboi Barbie
Cover of Playboy, Barbie
In New York I really rock (rocks)
Ask Playboi Carti (Carti)
All of these niggas wanna do me now
I don't know what what life will be in H.I.P.
H.O.P. without the boy H.O.V.
Not only NYC, I'm hip hop's savior
So after this flow you might owe me
mention? young nigga
[Chorus: ]
A-be-see-D-P-G-see
Ain't no l-i-m-i-to the t (ain't no limit)
I'm fuckin' wit G's that's makin' moves with thugs
You
niggas dogg
I'm 'a ride 'til I die, P told me to take the world on
This be the realest shit, we be the realest click
We got 'em all, even moms
Records ?
How that nigga P treat you ?
What see Murder and Silkk the Shocker like ?
Nigga let me tell ya somethin
{Snoop Dogg}
hahahahaha
that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9 5 shot
well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game
Richmond
but hold my own with no gat
T.I.P. the answer to the question "Where them hoes at?"
The heat is catching up to niggas running 4 flat
At the club
real, keep it real
But if you fake, then you phony
Nigga
Go join the navy,
You can't fuck with this army
[Master P]
I gave a couple niggaz some tanks
to call the police
But ain't no telling on me and then belling on me
Look here, me and P we getting riches
And oh yeah don't forget to tell them bitches
ready yet
[Sons of Funk and Master P]
Lord won't you wash away my pain (this ghetto's got me trapped)
some say life is a crazy game (but I ain't
way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with
so
Mr. Got both - if you hate me stop, if you jealous
Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P, Roc-A-Fella
Used to cop bricks for 30
Now I do
[Master P]
Ugh
Call me when you need
Plan be you ain't tripping
You heard me
You Bonnie I'm Clyde
Let me rob a bank
why'know?
I'm a P-F-L, sworn to the P.I.
[Verse One]
I spent so many days with you, so many nights
It's nice, I wanted you to be my only wife
We didn't
that knocking sound
[Chorus: x2]
[T.I.:]
T.I.P and P.S is fresher than new S-S's
Triple doors and vogues shining like some treasure chests
I got
On a parfois des p'tits regrets
Qui viennent vous pincer le cœur
Des vieux souvenirs, d'anciens projets
Des tas de p'tits bonheurs
Et des serments
regret les premiers jours
De notre amour
Je te reverrai
Partout où nous avons été
Les jolies plages de l'été
Le p'tit jardin, le p'tit café
Tu reviendras
E file fun RII boy
Baddest
Rii
Electricity
Vibes on a frequency, ah
'Til infinity (oh no)
Steady on a different p
Life is not that deep
yeah, that's me
I don't do too much, that's P, these hoes so embarrassin'
I ain't tryna see her, I'ma detox for the next few days (few days)
She like
tout
J'me d'mande pourquoi on est encore ensemble
Nous deux, non on n'sait même pas vraiment
Oui, toi et moi, on d'vrait p't-être s'arrêter là
Eh, ye ye ye ye
Eh, ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye o
Eh, ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye (tchou, tchou, tchou)
Ckay, yo yo yo yo yo
I've been on my P's
I've
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