Lyrics:
since days at the rec rap been a God since shirts by mecca aye
Niggas be talking huh (talking)
I know that talk is cheap (cheap)
They want it all from us
to be rich
Try'n to put a way Mil (million) that's why I'm in ths studio on my shit
droppin rap after rap like we sell Key after Key
backed up by
all our cheeky shit
Cause we just keep it cool and going
Gonna light up if you wanna p
Would you wanna who you wanna see
Who you pullin up to the party
mom
I had to hide the pills
Moving slow
Like he tried to chill
Same place where I made that song that hit a mill'
Bitch got my brain fucked like how you
or blue I crushed both pills, they got chills
I be that cold, be careful when I’m on the scene
Mash mode, I do this sh** by any means
I be fresh though,
"Pimpin'"
Its all cool when they meet lil P-IO
Automatically head in the V-IP
Turn it up beats blazing hot as hell
I got the dank put it in
Or she know a lot of bitches claim they cool with me
On the road, you know I gotta keep that tool with me
When I move, you know my niggas gotta move with
Pushing forward
I know where we headed
Want to save a world
That's been saved
Need to chill out
Christ the sensei
Must relay the message
I was looking for
Rotating nem by the week
Yes you see the love for me, Hell I love all over me
We don't flip over a freak
All dat action side piece
Easy P Z 1 2 3 you gon use
keep tellin ya'll dawg. I'm opposite all them niggas ya'll see on t.v. bro. I'm a tell you where I be at bro.
[Chorus: x2]
I don't hang in da v.I.p. so
a whole bunch of pack and I'm known to get paid
Went to college and fuck bitches about every day
Graduated, went back to D.C., bitch, back in D.C
U.P
she cool
Well I guess its true "Chase paper get a bitch quick"
But if you chase a bitch then in the end you wont get shit
Oh! Damn! Wow! Guess that's
chamomille
I need that shit that make me chill, make me really feel
(Ooo)
Spill the tea! (Yeah)
Go head brew it (Spill the tea)
Spill the tea! (Ooo)
Go head
I'm on my own right now
I just tell the truth cuz I don't even care that much to lie
When times get tough babygirl I need you by my side
Just stay
did I do that
And these niggas talk shit, nigga, spittin' this Rap
Spittin' this crack, niggas ain't spit it like that
Since back when Styles P was all
chill and cool
Because you ignorant as fuck and I'm the type to prove
Any motherfucker wrong when donning the proof
That you can do whatever they said not
can't we just be chill and cool
Because you ignorant as fuck and I'm the type to prove
cny motherfucker wrong when donning the proof
That you can do
on the mic!) It takes you all higher
My momma (push) said "girl, you know it ain't cool (get on)
Said ya don't want to play by nobody's rules"
I said "Momma
So I gotta play it cool (it cool)
Wish that she could be with me
She's my chocolate fantasy
There she goes again I just kept seeing her
I know
Manage damage
Manage
Damn P-Glo you did that
I pour up wock cause I feel damaged
And that's how I numb the pain
And my heart done been abandoned
I
whoever cause ain't no fear in me
At the top, that's the only tier in me
Any nigga disagree he ain't pushin P
Tell them boys they need to chill I'll make
Beat-beat the crap out of me?" No!
You punk-ass niggaz better hop or chill
'Cause my glock can kill twenty motherfuckers with boxer skills
That's how
school
Too stoned to move
And to the left of you, youll see them niggas hating but they ain't gone move
And for every girl that's cool, is a group with
Get a lot of love but it be a few out the few n****s that try to hate
No cap, n**** chill dude I be all out the way
No a** okay if the b**** a twenty in
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