Lyrics:
goodness
(Swing out, won't you sister)
Oh my goodness
(One love rasta)
Hotter than Texas
(You’re the master)
So damn fancy
(Go on with your bad self)
Tasty,
[intro: Master P (4-Tay)]
Whatsup Franky J (You know how we do it Bad Boy)
You think they ready for this Master P and 4-Tay hookup?
(I know they aint
Master P
Golds in They Mouth Lyrics
[Chorus 2X: Master P]
Them boys from the south.. got golds in they mouth..
Don't trust them when this sun
like Kim K
Rolling on a big face, blue face
Fucking on your bitch, how my dick taste?
And I'm the master, the sensei
I been in a mood nigga's call it
He is a great man, a great poet, a great naturalist, a great philosopher, almost a universal genius.
What you say, sir, is the more admirable, as Mr.
Your the leader of your set so i call you Master rat
Added ice to the drip i made it hazardous
Imma ugly dude but my chicks still be glamorous
I'm
Westcoast Badd Boyz some more No Limit dope
Chorus
[Master P]
Now we creepin' from the Westcoast of California
To Washington, Texas, Louisiana, Arizona,
"That Ain't Nothing"
(feat. Curren$y, Romeo, Silkk)
[Intro: Silkk, Master P]
Yeah
You ain't gotta go to no car lot
Come and shop at the garage
I want to tell you 'bout Texas radio and the big beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat
I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat
I want to tell you 'bout Texas radio and the big beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat
[Master P]
Yo fool, reach me another clip, you know what i'm sayin'?
These niggas been talking hella shit in 91 (here you go fool)
Yeah, but check
I want to tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat
MASTER P LYRICS
"Bounce That Azz"
(feat. King George, Silkk, and Gangsta T)
-Hey yo P! Wuzzup, dawg? I heard you been out in California, ballin
I'm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for
Verse 1: Master P
Pop the lock on the benz with the keys
To high to see his
My new bitch
My new bitch so bad she tasting like candy
Cheeks come from texas might nickname her sandy
I keep it grim like billy & mandy
Tell her
I come to Texas with face full of leather (Wooo)
I'm applying the pressure
Bringing the terror
Putting my opps on a stretcher
Leaving the vocal cords
I threw 5 percent tint
On the whip
Cause I'm a Texas nigga
Little reckless nigga
I was brought up on them screw tapes
Niggas riding swangas'
Dripping
make a move, nigga, everybody gotta go
When just some 'bout it niggas from New Orleans
And Texas hooked up
C-Murder, Master P, and UGK, now nigga
make a move, nigga, everybody gotta go
When just some 'bout it niggas from New Orleans
And Texas hooked up
C-Murder, Master P, and UGK, now nigga
Cream Man)
Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Master P
I got that 2 for 3 call me if you need some D
Me and my little brother Silkk we be ballin
Got this
goin' 4 fo' 4
And blow for blow
It's Silkk, Master P, and UGK
Front door, front row, slow it down ho
You know playaz from the South stack G's
Flippin'
[MP] Slim Thug you ready?
[ST] Geyeah!
[MP] I'm on my way from New Orleans, and I'm comin to Texas
[MP] And we gon' handle this, ya heard?
[ST] Slim
man(mr. icecream man)4x
(VERSE2)
Mr. Icecream man or call me Master P
I got that 2 for 3 call me if you need some D
Me and my little Silk we be ballin,
got
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