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great that just makes you the buffoon
I don't have a team they more like a platoon
So watch your fucking mouth fore you get handled by some goons
Hey you

lying like Pinocchio going through a rodeo, uh
Oh poor Juliet, grown not fully yet, the priest ain't around to make her holy yet
English please, feeling

pockets is up, then you wanna show me love
I see you, you gon' see me, from the V.I.P.
Two fifths of Henny
I'm down for any and everything
Care about making

to come across than in person visits, at the prison, with a killer
On the 574, I'm the best in this bitch
Say it with my chest in this bitch
Let me talk my

linked felt like a dre-e-eam
But love at first sight ain't what it se-e-ems
Yeah you know I, come from a long line
Of guys who don't know how to talk about

on that Sean P
Funny how the money make a bummy nigga hungry
5 can you spare? Nigga, I'll never share it
'Cause my pockets to yo pockets it's different you

a dish
How you broke and talk shit? that don't make no sense
Ima still rep 408 inda 916
Bad lil bitch all on my phone mindin my business
I told lil bitch

a dish
How you broke and talk shit? that don't make no sense
Ima still rep 408 inda 916
Bad lil bitch all on my phone mindin my business
I told lil bitch

me
Kiss me and live from my pristine sickly
Mix of the waster
make you sick from a taster
the shit that we drink that eclipses your flavour
Drips

know your jaws strong, you only talk tuff
If you start yapping, I make the yoppa Macarena
Boy, you not my bro
You more like sis, do you like Raina
I

fucken P H
Y'all turning down the smoke but I can guarantee that we ain't
We just some thug niggas livin right here by the B(eac)H
It really be that city

Yeah man this songs called big simpin'
It's kind of like big pimpin'
But the opposite of that, JG talk to em
This ones for all my dogs out their

No one makes a peaceful person wanna punch a face in like an asshole
Yeah, that's y'all being bad Buddhists
But just cancel ya plans of all adulation

of stoagies stashed all in the trap spot
Boxes of blunts in the kitchen by the crackpot
Soon I'm gonna light the whole shit on fire
Just to make the prop value

I can tell 
That you loving the vibe 
Yeah I'm loving you 
Yeah I'm loving you 

All by myself
In this jam packed room 
In my right eye 
I see you

this shit for ones who feel the same as me
Who maneuver through this game and always keep it p
If they stand in your way, then it's by any means
Keep

the zone blown off a quarter of haze
So watch your mouth little man you better behave
Cuz I don't want to have J Rock meet me at the lake
Hey shout to P son

Cause it's a dirty game
Always tote a 30 game
Or it's R.I.P your name
Man I swear I'm still the same
And that won't ever change
Man I swear I'm still

make you hot to know that I am as tall as Nicole Richie?
Master P don't fuck with me, no we don't got beef, we've just yet to meet
I'm just slow

coming
I seen P-stone on the ground and realized that they not coming
Like woah
It's getting out of control I know the lord got the piece of his soul
I'm

be d thing
I Talk about the blessings I receive
I Reason all the p
To baba God d king
If only you believe
Na him be the thing
Bo tin wun ko safere

dat nigga
We just living high end

I'm spilling champagne on old bitches
It's just my petty ways
That make me stunt these riches
Remember me
That fat

station popping, Volkswagen picking, dropping
Horror movie or senti story, he'll craft a way to laugh
And get hush hushed by the theatre staff
But now,

won’t say none
If you wanna see the world
Say that
Big ol booty on the p jet
Make sure your people get the message
Designer logo on all the luggage