Lyrics:
blunts
Casamigos got me drunk
Got one life
I live it up
Um kicking shit like a punt
I smoke P's by the month
Imma do what i want
Backwood full of runtz
with it i got it im shinning
Vs 2
Bare so much pain in my heart but that W still in my site i since by my dupness some somewhere in the shadows waiting
'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl
he's amble
2 kill who eva on the run
Live and die wtih the gun
He layin up wita Bun
She sucks em up till he cums
500k n the duffle bag back 2 loadin them
P2TSM
Adf alongside Invasian boy dem LISTEN
And we must big up all crew big up all crew
Big up small crew small crew
I'm about to raise it raise
be like me, He'll never be like me
Cause I'm a P-IM-P
I got 1 Up on you, So bitch fuck your crew
I got the flower power, Fire ball
Bust you in two
I
a youth I smoked weed out
Now I'm that motherf***er y'all read about
Smoking you and your crew, taking a life or two
You don't like how I'm living well
U.N.I.T.Y
U.N.I.T.Y that's a Unity
U.N.I.T.Y
Love a black man from infinity to Infinity
It's Ali on the track, different spin it's a wrap
Same
the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dog
Came wit many foes
Spend ya benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
You
I'll leave you n*ggas traumatized
I got me a
Ounce of Marijuana
I'm getting high
See them niggas playing with they commas
They Juss getting by
I kno some
scared for the rest of the years I'm gonna live out
Cause I paid dues like they incidentals
Bossing up while n****s still stuck on beginners level
Got me
crew you go down six foot deep (Ha!!!)
[Verse 2:]
Honor toppa top, and mi nuh lie
Brrrrup!!! brrrrup brrrrup!!!! top a the sky (Sky)
Girls dem see me
Saturday night Voodoo Loungin it
'Cause P & L club's got boo boo sounds in it
All twenty comin with the crew who's down to hit
Til the break of dawn wit
two gats
Yo it's the P realistically speakin'
Get left leakin'
Reality bites back, I strike back, we even
You still breathin' make sure
His heart stop
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
large checks
As I flex then wrecks -- so e, what's next?
[erick sermon]
Shazam, let me tell you who I am
The e-are-I-see-k, s-e-are-m-o-n
Call me
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
on the front porch
At courts, F-U-N-K-D-O-C
S-P-O-T, feel the Solo type remedy
Then freeze.... (Get on down) hah, ha-hah
Where was I? Oh yes
Sippin
on the front porch
At courts, F-U-N-K-D-O-C
S-P-O-T, feel the Solo type remedy
Then freeze.... (Get on down) hah, ha-hah
Where was I? Oh yes
Sippin
[Master P]
Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon)
I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)
[Chorus One 2X: Weebie]
I love the way she shake it in the thong -
sex but I'd rather get some bread
I said I'd rather get some bread, I said I'd rather get some bread
Ay, it's two hundred women in the V.I.P
Rule 1
Never make a jealous bitch your wife
Rule 2
Small crew keep your circle tight
Rule 3
Keep it G, gotta earn your stripes
It's E.P. he fuck with
nah
I got seven bitches with me, Kaepernick
Yeah, R.I.P. Nipsey, I can tell you how they get rich
I can tell you how to die or how to live in this
anga-yangna-baba"..."wha?"..."BABA-BABA-BABA!"..."WHAAAA???". Fuck! (lets out frustrated grunt) By the time I've got that far, I'm fuckin' totally fucked. Because I'm p..., I'm not payin' attention to my gig...
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