Lyrics:
Got a lead off
cnd got creepin
Don't know I see y'all
Finna tee off
If yo dumbass
Feelin p'd off
If you come around me
Don't mess up
Be
hoes, the other 45% be playin' they role
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer, take these muthaf***in cuffs off of us
We kill nobody in this car, but us
pay me, dawg
Cuz everyday's a workday, workday
Cuz everyday's a workday, workday
Don't even take off on my birthday, birthday
That's cuz everyday's
Day by day, minding my P's and Q's
The music that I play, got me into a groove
Rolling away, down the road as I cruise
Rolling away, down the road
I'ma shoot it up like a drive-by (drive-by)
Montana been goin' off (off)
Keep your eye on your bitch when we slide by (slide by)
When we slide, when
TO THE RIGHT GOES THE MIC
OF COURSE THE WORD STARTS OFF WITH A
C
CONFIRMING ITS DIRECT INCLINE TO COMMUNITY
YO
THAT'S WHYYOU COULD BE YOUNG YOKED A YODELER
3/60/perspective/
No ops/in sight/
They can't/detect us/
Shielded/by love/
c connection/that was meant/
Destined/to exist/
Best friends/evolved/
Man and woman/We
[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
Pour a four in the Sprite clean (Sprite clean)
Take a half a P-E-R-C (half a Perc)
Everybody say they know me (know me)
Ain't complaining 'cause
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
just paid the bitch to rinack
Heard he had a pint for twenty-five, send that
Anything I've ever said on God, I meant that
Set off by myself, nigga,
all this gets to me, a 360 deal in the recipe
Signin away your masters,and your soul, for an investment see
The problem is they payed you off once, they
cut ties
Hall of fame, all enslaved with a fucking spotlight
That hatchet in my hand ain't never gonna be off by
Inches, I have all my interest
Money
these dudes shoot me
Is when they take off the lens cap
Ain't shit changed, they still run and tell, man
George Bush faces
They stay getting stupid,
Boston
The way I pitch them eight balls
Shoulda played for the Red Sox
Just took a loss, 'bout to take somethin' off
Put it to her head
Make her open up
map
Changin the blueprints, make sure no one's been tapped
In fact son, that must've been the problem
Take the horns off the hook, we gonna do this deal
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
uh-oh)
Big worm, this nigga need his wig split
Take him to the river, cut his head off (cut it)
Target practice for my goddam sawed off
That's how we
[Master P]
Ha Ha Ha
Most niggas might think I'm crazy when I tell em this
(Yeah G)
But you know what most nigga look up to like Presidents
stare in your face, you seem stunned
Remember P, the one you got your rhyme style from?
(Yo it's the P)
Yo, disperse from off this
Who the culprits
though
If you want I’ll take the couch tonight but, woman know
Before I die, don’t cut me off
I know you hate it when I speak of death
I had a dream about
that drama for another day
Heyyy we're gonna have a good day
We might as well do what the children sayin'
Take the day off hit park and just hang
can't take a piece out of every cookie
This for the men, don't fall too hard for the p
There's crazy women out there, who'd love to get pushy
And leave
this a throat slashing
Your baby mama got no passion
Her best friend act old fashioned
Tell her take them panties off when she walk around my boat
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