Lyrics:
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
a scratch, man (Let's go, Em)
I Murder this Inc as soon as I touch the page
You ain't gon' have no other choice but to rush the stage
And charge the mic,
is loaded, when I click, bang, bang
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-u-m-p, jump and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow,
since that day my nigga, I've been P I M P
It wasn't your fault
You was only tryin' to be nice
Only tryin' to be nice, ohh
You know you can't
she gots.. (hydrolics)
Side to side, her body's.. (hypnotic)
Noooo
You can't the one and only
I only want you to have fun with the homies
Homies, we
'm cheatin'
You said, "I know you, Mr. O.P.P. Man
Yo P.P. man, won't only see me man"
You should've known when I ain't hit it and step
That I was wit' it
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
(uh-uh-uh), (uh-uh-uh) haha, (uh-uh-uh) yessur (uh-uh-uh) P's chick (uh-uh-uh)
[Veres 1: Pharrell]
Before you say it's cheaper to keep her
We consider
And the twelve step program couldn't keep me clean
'Cause I'm the Bullgod, you understand?
The illegitimate son of man
The T-O-P to the D-O-G, or the P
earth a lot of people jerked around about 300,000 to Syria
Are you serious?
I could never think of burying my children p-p-period
Nigeria, I'mma yell
shoulders and much rizz
I’m the king, and you're my queen
But she only wants sex,that's fine for me
Because I am...
'Who are you?'
The sex machine
I
that sometimes, the shit ridiculous
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Middle finger in the air, if you don't really care
It's like that
fuckin around.
The posse's rollin tonight, nigga are you down?"
I grabbed my AK, my 16, and my baby Mac
Strapped on my vest, and threw the 9 in
[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
in this game somethin D-P
My eyes only see D's, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by eighteen turned out
business and pleasure where the cocaine measure
The narcotics is our product
The by-product, you walk up on me, I cock it
New Mercedes as it peels off
Roc-a-fella shit
1999
You about to witness a dynasty (you are not ready)
Unlike no other
Get down or lay down, ya heard!
No publishin' for niggas
I know
got problems
I hope you find some way to solve 'em (solve 'em...)
(keep it on the positive)
P-o-s-I-t-I-v-I-t-y
P-o-s-I-t-I-v-I-t-y
We're
like say a, Busta Rhymes
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
my t's and dot my I's
Better say hello, don't you dare say goodbye
I'll write sincerely yours and sign my name
P.S. I love you forever and today
'm sleeping you think I'm cheatin'
You said I know you're Mr. O.P.P. man yo PP man won't only see me man You
Should've known that I was wit if a bit when I
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