Lyrics:
popped out
So now I gotta jet
Only ran one block, but my shirt soakin' wet
Tryin' to see if we got him
Looked down at my sweatshirt red
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly
Castle-D boy, he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.
People
he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.
People still
down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one
People still takin'
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
Smokin' Backwoods and moving bags
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that's a Xany
Causing me to sleep and I ain't plan it (yee
just for granted
This shit get low, I know I won't panic
Fought the devil and still out here stadin'
I'm a rebel, get mine by demandin'
Stack it tall,
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
to the little I'm an idol
Attacking the vital parts to maintain my title
The suckers panic but to the ladies I'm romantic
And gigantic just like
[Master P]
Come 1 come all, true niggas ball (I told ya),
I know there's niggas out there wait'n fo' the fall
[Chorus: x2]
After Dollars, No
Start this album out by saying
I love you p-red
I wish you weren't dead
Fucck a piece of lead
One time he carried an
AR across a persons lawn
In his
power
P 's power pussy power
Yeah just relax you don't need to panic
I don't go alone I bring my semi-automatic
Cross the Atlantic, On my wrist a Patek
Hit that p***y doing damage, damage,
Health bar dropping don't panic, panic,
Zoned on another planet, planet,
My weed on that scream like Janet,
pussy, I'm dripped in red (okay)
Don't let this R&B shit fool you, niggas get ripped to shreds (get back)
Quavo talkin' like he a thug, nigga, you
Castle-D boy, he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.
People
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P
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that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P
Hold on bro punch me back in, I got some shit to say
If I'm, if I'm locked in, I can make a album in like two days
Big truck filled with big guns
put the P on that hat
You get hit with the Eagle, roll a Philly to that
Now tell the world how you got your bitch
You FaceTimed Nicki while Safaree
Castle-D boy, he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.
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