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Percy Robert Miller Sr. (born April 29, 1967), better known by his stage name Master P or his business name P. Miller, is an American former rapper, actor, entrepreneur, investor, and producer. He is the founder of the popular label No Limit Records, which went bankrupt and was relaunched as New No Limit Records through Koch Records. followed by Guttar Music Entertainment, Take A Stand Records and No Limit Forever Records. He is the founder and CEO of P. Miller Enterprises, an entertainment and financial conglomerate and Better Black Television. more »

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Drumma Boy
Huh
Motherfuckin' Snow Man, Ice Cream Man
Oh it's 'bout to be a cold motherfuckin' summer nigga
You ready?
Yeah
Let's go

Push start, no keys
F*ck it up, then I leave
White Bent', big B's
F*ck it up, then we leave
Big dog, no fleas
F*ck it up, then I leave
Hundred bottles, bitch please
F*ck it up, then we leave

This for my dead homies, this for the tenderonis
I bought a pink pelican, I'm feeling like I'm Tony
I sold my other mansion and bought another mansion
Call me Quavo big brother, bitch I'm rich and I'm handsome
The 'Rari out front, and that bitch gettin' bossed up
Machiavelli on your hoe, yeah that bitch gettin' tossed up
Used to cut them pancakes, hide 'em in my cornflakes
Hit it with that razor, get it naked like a porn tape
I stay up out the way because the motherfucker's envy
I'm stackin', I ain't spendin', my own banker call me stingy
Click-clock, drop top, Richard Muller wristwatch
Real Swiss movement, nigga miss me with that tick-tock

Push start, no keys
F*ck it up, then I leave
White Bent', big B's
F*ck it up, then we leave
Big dog, no fleas
F*ck it up, then I leave
Hundred bottles, bitch please
F*ck it up, then we leave

All white suit, bitch, nigga I ain't stuntin'
Got the spaceship coupe, nigga cost me four hundred
I'm a real boss, land a helicopter at the crib
Catch a bitch slippin', I'ma put it in her ribs
Got these young hoes looking, but I'm a grown man
If you over 21, shit, take a couple grand
Shit, I really got a plane, we can fly to Japan
In the club with my niggas, drinkin' Sugar Skull liquor
Pour a lil' out for my niggas ain't with us
Pull up in them cars, and them toys go with us
Pull up in them cars, and them girls gone with us
Ball 'til we fall, tell the feds, "Free my niggas"

Push start, no keys
F*ck it up, then I leave
White Bent', big B's
F*ck it up, then we leave
Big dog, no fleas
F*ck it up, then I leave
Hundred bottles, bitch please
F*ck it up, then we leave

Let's go
Real G shit nigga
I got niggas in the penitentiary doing time
And won't even snitch nigga, to come see they family
What I look fuckin' with you
Gone

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