Lyrics:
P-O-P-P-I-N
One-nine-eighty-two D-J-in
Eighty-three it was all about Run-DMC man
A gang banger taught me how to break dance then
The same year I picked up
don't stop rappin
TSI got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke
're goin' below
like ricky martin being raped by a dildo
chorus - j-lo means shit to me
p-diddy means shit to me
ja-rule means shit to me
fuk you alicia keys
Cause you know I've got to have it
Simply Dre':
He's just a playa with some game
Talkin' 'bout Master P
Master P:
A real playa gone, put to rest
and move forward with my life (move on with my life)
Got a family that loves me and wants me to do right
But instead I'm here locked up
They won't let
to Devesio
Canadegua, all the way to San Francisco
So what you know about the hoodies with the def-one tag on the side
We coastin' by while these cats
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean, mane?
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean?
She got her own house (yeah)
She got
So, you know, what do you got comin' next, for like, the fans
That, you know, the die-hard fans that wanna know
I got this mixtape I been working
anthem
I was born in the midwest
But still got hilo in ma blood, uh
Back in twenty seventeen, uh
Puna cruising what it was, uh
Say you a island boy
But
And I'm not even talking about ones they got in the trash
Bochurim go and stab me in the back just to get a better chance with a J.A.P.
Who loves these
tryna leave with you and your friends (You and your friends)
Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends (You and your friends) Whoa
I got all these J's
a gun but never got shot wit' one
So what you got a daughter
And you love her nigga
Fuck her grandfather's son
This nigga daughter prolly stupid
Cause her
not try
You lost your Mona Lisa
Got burned by Jezebel
You can always draw water from my well
'Cause nobody loves you like I do
Nobody loves you
P. Nigga, you ain't got shit betta to do than play on the muthafuckin' phone?"
[MP]-"Man, take me off muthafuckin' speaker-phone an' pick the phone
get like me [X2]
Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]
C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
appreciate
What I've done for you
I would'a dedicated my first number 1 to you
I would'a sung for you
Sometimes they act like they've got
Hate in their blood
you about what you wheap
She used to help me with my homework, addiction-subtraction
Added faith to my life and doubt got subtracted
Wanna skip ya
tag
Make money for what
To roll in a brand new jag
I make money putting you in a body bag
Hello i'm r.a to the motherfucking p
I beat other rappers no
pretend
We don’t fuck with you niggas
Who the fuck said we friends
Yooo niggas gon hate that’s what they gon do
Shit if I was them I would hate me too
They
love, even before I had a daughter, or a lady
was rappin', sweet lyrics, I love you, my baby
MJG, what you see, on TV, is fame
But the rapper I let
tell em to make us P.J.s
Right after that, dry cycle our P.J.S
Right after that, book us a P.J
What you mean, how? When you got money, it's easy
This
(yeah)
So what you sayin' nigga? You gots to chill (uh-huh)
Thinkin' you the truth, really you not for real (EPMD)
Back to back with' it, the hardest
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
when you bounce, bounce (this is sponsored by the Goodfellas)
Oh, oh
U-S
H-E-R
R-A-Y-M
O-N-D
Skateboard P
And the J to the A the Y to the Z
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