Lyrics:
spittin' that P to the I.M.p
Bun-b, that's Texas, baby
Ball and G, that's Memphis, baby
$Hort Dog, that's Oakland, baby
Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these
wanna be like me and me
Tryna blow up like TNT
But not for the cash or the p’s and green
Just by myself repping 3 and 3
Open doors are what I seem to see
them by
But they don't catch my vibe like you do
My love is truthful without you girl to be crucial (yeah)
Tell me, tell me how to make things right
Mark my words if you go and get the vaccine sure nothing will happen right now
But they’re plan to kill billions of people by 2030 is in their plan
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
And I spit from the soul, the only way you're gonna feel it
Memories of me getting beat by my dad as a youth
This album represents me, nothing but
New album featuring master p, silkk the shocker,
Kane & abel, the whole tru click
Unlady like, got ghetto bitches,
And niggas fiendin', all across
close
And she like my music, she know how it goes
She my biggest fan girl, but that's typical
Down with everything I do, damn that's a miracle
But it's
bidding five to fifteen
On the Strength for the way I manslaughter
Rock your girl's boat like the Titanic
Man, I got more numbers than the Ninex, plus
spittin' that P to the I.M.p
Bun-b, that's Texas, baby
Ball and G, that's Memphis, baby
$Hort Dog, that's Oakland, baby
Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these
Connecticut.
Confederate "D? we can better it.
But yo, I'm illiterate to the little bits.
Until the fat pigs billys bent philly.
Scent when way I went rent
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
Me
till your eyes get cataracts
Snoop Dogg
You've got a girl lay her on her back
Snoop Dogg
Millionaire, makin that paper stack
Snoop Dogg s-N double-O-P
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
Girl, if you felt everything you heard me say
Turn your feelings in your heart back to me right away
And I'll get it
Do I do (do I do)
What you do
me now
But you'll be gone
By next week
Wanna tell it all
But no my pride won't let me
Baby you the only one I want
You get me
I don't get you
Try
Title : Ghetto Model
Artist : Master P f/ Theresa Esclovon
Album : Good Side Bad Side
[Theresa Esclovon]
I see something I want, and poppy that's
I'm a young boy, straight from north Flo
My heart so cold, R.I.P Fro
I'm from city where I can stay, but can't go
I could leave by myself or take my
new artist with a old school deal. (yeah!)
Taught the game by Steve Lobell (yup!)
So we always win, don't receive no L's (nah!)
New girls act like
for some lows (some lows)
I'd sell everything but my soul (my soul)
They been hatin' on this shit and I noticed it (I know)
I'ma pop by myself ain't
into it
But then it comes back
Whenever I get too ahead of myself
I just gotta be more humble
But I'm back, bro
Double album coming
They're ready,
him know that I'm hard like J.E. album
I'm just tryin to fall back, get me some revenue
But I'ma make you feel like you walked out of heaven too
Ride
hopping on the train
I pronounce everything wrong; I'm a pain
But I am bound by no chain
The radio misses my shine but still to my gain
The audience all has
turn it, stick it, dunk it
P-p-p-p-pump it!
I think about you when I masturbate
You can't even believe it but that's OK
On the microphone I
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