Lyrics:
P-phone
I gotta be slamming, gotta be coming
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalming
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
P-phone
I gotta be slamming, gotta be coming
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalming
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
their eyes
We're all to blame when we stand by
But we don't know what to say
They want a fight and dare us to try
And in result the whole world
leaking blood in the rug
If huffing that dust like
He cannot be touched
I done told you before you
Ain't fucking with us
Talk to the corpse like damn it
However you want it, you don't want it, cuz when you get it it hurts
Your body carried out the church
Mom, she be cryin holdin on to her purse
on us, cowards, you don't want it
All the chicken heads scream where they hear "It's Diddy" (They know my name)
Twenty thousand dollar jeans, when I
And there is not a woman in sight
Guess what? You guessed it, you are not pimpin'
If your vodka and cranberry is really really dark like blood
That's
begging me for crack
Although they want to beat me with they baseball bats
Verse 2 (Master P)
Red and to the blue will be the giggety
you ever compete with the trigger
Bitch if you decide you want some of this now,
Bite one bid and nigga we're coming to cut ya,
Everyday be the same
this healing
They don't believe in the book
But they talk like one of them baby
On the pill tryna get the p bitch you have to plea
Just to get the d then
it, N haha
啊～眼睛*N Ah~Eyes * N
眼睛凸出來是為了：提醒你 Eyes protrude to remind you
啊～看*N Ah~Look * N
看得清 才有後續 Only by seeing clearly can there be follow-up
經歷自然繪
promise to be the first?
Can you be immortalized without your life being expired?
Even though you share the same blood, is it worth the time?
Like, who
And there is not a woman in sight
Guess what? You guessed it, you are not pimpin'
If your vodka and cranberry is really really dark like blood
That's
I don't destroy them
They way that you know who be he want me to hate like he hate
But I got too much m poopoo doo with me
Chorus:
out youngster
The game is only thick as you want it to be
Playas don't die, we multiply
There's a million playas around the world
??? only playa
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
Baby step on the dancefloor
I know you want some
Step on the dancefloor
I know you want some
I love the way you shake the body of yours
The body
're a blatant myth
I don't know these niggas
Matter of fact, check my iPhone registry
You will see I don't phone these niggas
Everybody wants P but
Nobody wants
P.I.M.P) X 2
Chorus
(I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm
P.I.M.P) X 2
Chorus
(I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
stand in my city
Ah, you bitches
Learn to be a man in my city
Don't make it look bad
Them haters on the kids back like a book bag
When I look back
I ain't
bitches after every show
Cause I'm a hoe you know I'm a hoe
How do you know because I told ya so
[Master P]
If it don't make dollars then it don't
bitches after every show
Cause I'm a hoe you know I'm a hoe
How do you know because I told ya so
[Master P]
If it don't make dollars then it don't
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