Lyrics:
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
bitch
I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'
Go against me, you won't stop losin'
From the city where every month is May-
Day at home, spray your dome
life without hitting pause
Or record and relive the moments that I find the bomb
I love P Diddy but I really hate to comb
No Jay or Kanye but I watch
Beatles, The
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
With a little help from my friends
What would you think if I sang out of tune?
Would you
And still we can't ill, 'cause to them that's wrong
Cause like P.E. said, we're too black and too strong
But hey, what can I say?
Brothers and sisters,
featuring Master P Peaches
intro: mercedes and master p
(master p)
hey mercedes look what i got for you baby
(mercedes)
get
pumpkin hoes)
P-IM-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-IN
(I said it's out of control)
Bitch you need a can of Raid
To spray your upper lip?
To keep them cockroaches
on the scene
Rolling wit a slight limp hustling like i'll always be
Introduced to making beats influenced by the street
In the car in the club wherever you can
-poker face, p-p-poker face
Ra-ta-ta
I wanna roll with him, a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me (I love it)
Russian roulette is
To three hundred and seventeen and a half, two-and-a-half years later. Mooo!
But I still love ya, honey.
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
I won't tell you that I
press on the gas a 'lil more for the gain
I go by the code so I can't say no names
What they selling 'lil nigga you know it's illegal
Smoking on opp-pane
Puna boy anthem
Baby this one for my fallen Soldiers
Came from the eight oh eight
Girl I thought I told you
Ooo woo ooo
Its P-U-N-A, when we in CA
If
my heart tying together between you and me
Even we can’t see each other
I can breathe with you
I can feel you under my skin
Codes to live by
Roads
Stompdashitoutu
[C.N.N. & M.O.P]: I still
[Famesta]: Don't doubt you
[C.N.N. & M.O.P.]: Still
[Famesta]: Don't give a fuck about you
[C.N.N. & M.O.P.]: Still
Stompdashitoutu
[C.N.N. & M.O.P]: I still
[Famesta]: Don't doubt you
[C.N.N. & M.O.P.]: Still
[Famesta]: Don't give a fuck about you
[C.N.N. & M.O.P.]: Still
Johnny was a schoolboy
When he heard his first Beatles song
"Love Me Do", I think it was
And from there, it didn't take him long
Got himself
Johnny was a schoolboy
When he heard his first Beatles song
"Love Me Do", I think it was
And from there, it didn't take him long
Got himself
around the world
This kind of love
E dey make me want dey
What you like to do
Go low, low, low,
I'd like to
Go low, low, low,
I'd like to
Go low, low,
Ye
Ye
FREEODD
FREEODD
I'm countin' hunnid hunnids
I'm getting money pushing P's
Going dummy dummy
What's it what's it what's it gonna be
Do you love
Lyrics -Motorbike Libido (She Loves the Beatles)
Jesse Brinkenhoff, Parker Cohen and Matt Kash
riding on your motorbike
riding by the birds you
(Damn)
In my city I'm a legend
You all owe me favors they lead to Vegas
We still mobbin' for these Oakland Raiders
She fell in love with Yola
She fell in
smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna smoke my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po
featuring Master P Peaches
intro: mercedes and master p
(master p)
hey mercedes look what i got for you baby
(mercedes)
get
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