Lyrics:
Full nike outfit no jack jones
I boost physical man I got a backbone
No police on the chase I want P's in the safe so I'm going out west for a bank
Burning erbs like Jamaica
Still got 5 months on papers
Blow blunts by da flava
P.O. piss me gotta fake her
I'm So high God my neighbor
I'm So high
crazy
Not my fault way shorty body amaze me (uh uh)
Swoll up, now ma what's the hold up (c'mon)
She never imagine me and Diddy would roll up (we here)
I still do this shit for lord
Aight
Student trapper
Went to Jackson State
Package on the way
It's on the state
P's up on the play
A case of purple
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
Backstreet Boys:
We don't need to escalate
You see war is not the answer
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
Backstreet Boys:
We don't need to escalate
You see war is not the answer
to find a way to bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father, we don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys:
You see war is not the answer
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys:
You see war is not the answer
know the nina is the shit?
Motherfucker, one e-c-I-p-s is like a murderer
P-e-a-c-e to my motherfuckin' nine servin ya
Cause I don't give a fuck
the Arab let me go
Grab my 49 wrist burnin'
On the way to Eastern Hills with my boys be servin'
There go the cops man, just my luck [Sirens] (Yo P what cha'
move
Can’t control the world, control my attitude
Verse 1:
Windy Hill by the Western Inn I was stressed
Sleeping in the whip, peanut butter dip, with
Sermon]
First of all, I'm the E of EPMD
Rockin the Player Way like Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be fully armed
I got dough, my account be fat
Now I'm sick and tired of your tedious ways
And I ain't gonna take it no more
Oh, no no, walking out that door
Burning my bridges, cuttin' my tie
Yeah on behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by the following content
a tune on Monday
By Tuesday it's leaking
I'm peaking, people, I'm peaking
Promoters pay the price I'm peaking
I'm playing with pure P's I'm peaking
Pick up
Lost some real ones way too soon (Way too soon)
R.I.P to my goons (To my goons)
Don't wanna die no time soon (No time soon)
I stay prayed up
then we got this second line in for you
(Master P)
In for you
what about you and you
don't fuck with my crew
cause i'll do your
jealous cause they know the P is deep up in it
On my way to Filmore to see JT
We ain't set tripping its all about some dope beats
But you got to watch
the racks as a fact that is urgent
No Diddy dirty money but T.R.A.P bumping in Suburban
Way to wavy, way to vibrant
Donny B, PRYDE we vibing
Fresh off my
[Featuring see Murder Silkk The Shocker]
Water bubbling
Voice in background repeating "make crack like this"
Masta P
Imagine
shook
Bitch, get your mans, cause he will get took Intimidated by my swagger and the way I look
Niggas come with them problems, they will get bucked
God,
looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play
Do your thing, I'll do mine kid stay outta my way"
It's type hard tryna survive in New York state
Can't
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