Lyrics:
up don't run
Out of bells you'll get cut
Where's the keys to the dinger
Where's the bells for the spinner
I need more p's i don't need dinner
Back
wear blue seven days out the week (for life)
I mob the street, DP, while I'm holding my heat
I want to warn you, shit they got killers on the East,
going on
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas, every minute a child dies by this disease
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
'm the angelica that's lured by you
I got scarlett red and you don't know what to do
I got scarlett red and you're just the flu
You wanted to protect me, but you
got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame
The homie got popped six times needs surgery
Hit my cigar holdin
the p twice, you must be dreamin
Cause as you moan and groan, from the mouth you foam
Sayin, "p got inside, I shoulda left p alone"
Cause it's a fact,
featuring Master P Peaches
intro: mercedes and master p
(master p)
hey mercedes look what i got for you baby
(mercedes)
get
weed by myself
Shit i pop p's by myself
I dont need nobody help
Hit the dance floor by myself
& fuck a couple hoe's by myself
I count all these
on the same team
So I do what a cool dude would do
Instead of washing you up I'm
A help you stay clean
Ever since you got that tooth fixed
You been trying
You said you the plug, let's Feed The Streets
We got what you want? we got what you need?
Out here hitting these P's, we ain't getting No sleep
Them
Southside lil Kici
I showin em, Everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leanin in they seat
Smokin swisha
it right
Cuz you're just what I need
In this heat Arnold P
Lemonade with iced tea-eee
Yeah
Cuz you're just what I need
In this heat Arnold P
Lemonade
or a bitch
It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it
You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down
50 Cent ain't fuckin' around,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P
I’ve been tryna tell you what I mean
What are we? Together or in between
Got me dippin’ fast in that drop top
When you see me up at 2 AM
With that spot
Toxic
Written by Oliber Rodriguez & Richard c Santana
-Hook-
I got that toxic p***y
The bite dont bark no p***y
He might just eat the p***y
Bon
Just flame up the weed
Yeah, you know what I need (I need)
That whole P for me (me)
That whole P for me (me)
That whole P for me (me)
Yeah, extra
your wrists too?
I say that stuff just clownin', dawg, come on, how messed up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
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