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Keep Calm with Xmas Classics (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Calm Down (Skip Marley) · The Calm Before the Storm (Colton Dixon) · Chaos and the Calm [Deluxe Edition] (James Bay) · All Is Calm: Instrumentals for a Contemplative Christmas (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Calm Before the Storm (Paul Brandt) · Dead Calm Chaos (Evocation) · Sidereal Calm (NX-Trance) · Calm Before the Storm (Bob Mould) · Before the Calm (Witness U.K.) – and 67 other albums »


is man
We clip up over here nigga

What's Your Name Fool?

[Chorus]
Capital P, Bandanna P, V-I-P, M-V-P
Are-S-V-P or are-I-P, V-S-O-P, A-S-A-P
to Berkley with this hoochie
Non-stop to the motherfucking jacuzzi
Didn't have latex so I stopped at 7-Eleven
That's when I knew the P was marked for a 211
the same gang
He tried to run me off the road
Like he was Rosco P. Coltrane
I stayed calm, gave him a hell of a show
Cause when its time to go
All I gotta
Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, whoa, aye
(3x)

Ring the alarm, I don't want to stay calm cause
I'm about to rip this psalm
When the mic is
Blowin O for be	, I pack the seed I-3
28 is a fact in V-I-P
You can see how it be when we by (let's go)
Bottles of Dom, keep a model a arm (c'mon)
[Slim Thug]
Say P, man the other day, boy I'm at the club, mane with this broad or whatever. I walk in, I see her
talkin' to some dude or whatever
Intro: P.R. Terrorist

Just enter the 3rd world
Clear Lines of communication
Understanding, all things must be seen clearly
for what they are not
Lincoln
Then Mr. B.S. beat his gums
And testified to me,
"Joe's washing the short,
Changing da oil
He'll be here by three." 

So the little hand hits
a mexican, took X again
want sex again
Jot it down, it was told to me
by that boy, A.K.A. The P-O-E

[Hook] - 4X

[Verse Two]
Deep in ya brain, the nigga you
I'm a faggot, I'm a retard, I got a girl's bag, and a V-card.
I got three friends and a whack ass ride, 
you can judge by the cover 'cause it's
[Intro Master P]
What's up niggas and bitches.
It's the motherfuckin' kisarme.
It's No Limit, Master P.

I'm a introduce y'all
[Incomprehensible], mother fucking M.O.P. way
Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P. way
Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P
Put on by my family brought to the academy
Of the Wu and learned how to
Fuck up yo' anatomy, steadily, calm and deadly
Spatter-head lyrics I lick
Shine son like a diamond
I'm harder than one by one
Flew flicker, Crew licker
Shoot quicker, Loot getta
You can't handle this cause I'm the truth nigga
{*car starts*}
Uhh, for the two g's, for the millennium
Do or die

[johnny p]
Oooohhh hooo-ooooh, ain't gon' pay no bills

Chorus: johnny p + do
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
repotoire is U.S.S.R.
P.L.O. style got blown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low cut
you used to seein
Absestos study lessions to make impressions
The P's come and squeal on the real I'm mad excited
I got my deal but still...

Chorus:
Put on by my family brought to the academy
Of the Wu and learned how to
Fuck up yo' anatomy, steadily, calm and deadly
Spatter-head lyrics I lick
money
You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy
So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin
And countin my blessings
And pray for
is like hangin' yourself at a..... 

I know you thought I'd be locked up 

Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now 

Got up wit' JD doh', crazy
Uh, for the two G's, for the millennium
Do or Die

[Johnny P]
Ain't gon' pay no bills

[Chorus]
Police, can't see me ballin'
Sipping
floatin vinta, it's ah 
Sort of like a mixture, can you picture
One calm and cool one that burn like the sun
The one two two to three
Soopafly rolls
and never dine alone, meanwhile back at sea level it was home by home zone for zone, bloom county's homeless riot for home ownership, I hope you put gas in
Yeah, you T P nigga, come on! K L see nigga, come on! Holla!

I done tightened up on my G dog
Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws
Ya