Lyrics:
Uh huh uh huh Dub P K
5 1 5 1 Dub P K 516
Jones J1S
Balling you know she balling
Fuck with a nigga from New Orleans you know the Hornets
Or maybe
I'll wear it red on my chest thats for any day
Betta duck yo taco
When I spray it like the 5th of may
I'm that shooting star that all these niggas sit
Turn up with Lil Yachty
Thugger, Thugger, babe
Trouble Man, aka T.I.P., yeah
Bankroll Mafia, YSL, Lil Duke, slat
R.I.P. to Troupe
You better
player hatin' me
I den been a lot of places, I strapped around
But I never found a town like Uptown
Out, lounge all day, smoke weed by the pound
I cruise
from my mind's crossed wires
Tuesday night, I guess 'bout half-past ten
I found myself down at the Red Roof Inn
The scene was hoppin', busy parkin' lot
pull up at night, I'm on demon time
Won't eat your cat no we can't 69
Go cowgirl baby bump and grind
After that imma hit from behind
Seen you walk by
I shall gallivant as the red car rolls down
On the harbor I'll not feel in a specific town
The gas lines will stick their heads above the earth like
to ball
He said give me a week bro it's coming
Replace a phone everytime I make a call
A week came by and he sent a new girl
Flying wit' P's on the plane
I know some ones who got saved by that backend
I know some ones who gone missing
Now they back in
Money come and go
But can you keep them racks in
By the time I grow old like it's ancient history gotta make it like I'm late for class
Change goes by gotta learn no mystery, gonna take Ls not
see, monkey do
I'm comin' with black gloves to snub his old chunky, too
African gold dentals, iced out medals
I seen niggas get murked by the heels
monkey do
I'm comin' with black gloves to snub his old chunky, too
African gold dentals, iced out medals
I seen niggas get murked by the heels
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say nigga? Get the fuck outta here
Listen, P!
It go beast mode, I live by the street code
I beat foes the fuck up when
give a fuck
Niggas like me role wit Master P
And that red ass gangsta Mr. be -O-Z
Niggas like me from the west to south
Niggas like
lil' nigga
Look at him - red as a muh'fucker
Hah! Dead as a muh'fucker
Unassisted - aiyyo you shoulda
been there Bleek, too late, you missed it
Cock
krwi tkwi przytapiany alko
Nie słucham innych lubię gadać za bardzo
W amerykański paszport wbili by pewnie Malcolm
Chcę tylko szmalu jak P. Diddy i paru
Mother fuckin' king of crunk and the don of rowdy music, nigga
Hey, hey, Lil' Jon, Lil' Jon, Master P, Master P
New no limit be M E click me and my
boxer some pints and some P’s
I close my eyes for a lil more space
Could believe in a God, still can't bе safe
You roll your eyes whеn I talk this way
Me
that phone (damn)
Not if I ask your hoe (his hoe)
Not if I text your bro (his bro)
Free brodie, he got a P.O (free brodie)
By the month, it ain't too
chips) (Let's go)
I'm out mac an mobbin' while you sobbin' an simpin'
Real P's know the code an I ain't talkin' 'bout pimpin'
I'm out here gettin' money, I
motherfuckers in the cold
No need to be told, cause when you got a million po' people
Gettin ganked, by a few that are rich and evil
But it's illegal,
gonna be sliding by
but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in
many friends by my side, and those who are gone are still with me
It isn't a matter of pride, to kill the dark lord has been written in prophecy
It's
that's why we so solid
Red to blue, to debt, to due, it's easier
To put a watermelon through the eye of a needle
This is done by choice, not by force
I
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