Lyrics:
the mad masquerade
Put out the fire put out the fire put out the fire
Oh you need a bullet like a hole in the head
Put out the fire, put out the fire,
don't make no sense, to me baby
I'mma take it out on you, babe (P-Y-D, P-Y-D, P-Y-D)
Put you down (P-Y-D, P-Y-D, P-Y-D)
This will show you, how much I
at the stars again
Oh no, darling wait a moment
Listen to me breathing
Every time we touched I felt it
Baby please don't do it
Woman put your weapon
out
I'll bring some friends, she bring some friends that know what we about.
And when it's done, I'll put some slippers on and see them out.
And tip
mine, and throw out the muthafucking knife
So when you come down here to New Orleans nigga
You better put you hands up nigga it's fight time
Cause I
pull it off the lot unless it tint on it
Fuck nigga talking out his head I put a 10 on em
Young nigga never saw a 10 he come and sit on em
I never met
gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down nigga don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya
Put on ya team when you pop out
Make it a scene when you pop out
Put up the green when you pop out
Put on my rings when I pop out
Feel like a dream
protesting
I say, "Not time enough to make a change"
You say just to hold on
I say, "No, way, 'cause we can't put it in the hands of fate"
Can't put it in
protesting
I say, "Not time enough to make a change"
You say just to hold on
I say, "No, way, 'cause we can't put it in the hands of fate"
Can't put it in
the vout
To mix a mess o' mortar you add cement and water
See the mellow roony come out, slurp, slurp, slurp
Cement Mixer! Put-ti, Put-ti
Cement Mixer!
and the doctor can't sew 'em
Said I as the hardest out, now I gotta show 'em
Cocksucker doubted me, I owe 'em (put some money on it)
You could be that dude in
I put my life on the line
I put my life on the line
I put my life on the line
I put my life on the line
I put my life on the line hoping you put it
a carbon copy I can read you like that
Put in that work, put in that work
Put in that work, put in that work
Shout out to to nigga Dee Wheezy we put in work
oh-ohhhh
Girl, change into that Victoria Secret thing that I like
Alright, okay, tonight you're havin' me your way
Perfume, spray it there, put our love
the vout
To mix a mess o' mortar you add cement and water
See the mellow roony come out, slurp, slurp, slurp
Cement Mixer! Put-ti, Put-ti
Cement Mixer!
Said it's the way that you've been actin' lately
I might have to put you on time out
Poppin' off like you're not my baby
I might have to put you
let you put the tag on 'em (graow)
Hop out on the fuck shit (ay), hop out on the fuck shit (ay)
My nigga keepin' a stick (yeah), my nigga keepin'
And go to jail do 1 day and get out
Cause I got connections and umm
I puts it down like the last don
Soldiers get your blast on
[Kane & Abel]
I
put it on
Get him uptight, this is your song
Hold out your back, time to impress
Pull out your freakum dress
Oh, put your freakum dress on
Oh,
put it on
Get him uptight, this is your song
Hold out your back, time to impress
Pull out your freakum dress
Oh, put your freakum dress on
Oh,
I'm a Love Gangsta, baby
(Put your guns, put your guns away)
We out, I'm hungry
of plums is gona make you jump
You a punk better holla out (OH NOW)
Now stand up (Yeah)
Put your hands up(yeah)
We only leaving out this bi*** if we in
Get money you all
Get money
Get money you all
All all all
SK and Krosst Out say
Put your hands
Put your hands
Put your hands up
Put your hands
Put your
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