Lyrics:
O' Trice, come on
Yeah
You niggas got me
I'ma get 'em
It ain't over
You can catch me in the whip with a fifth of pimp juice (yeah)
Then I'm
I fought that
What would you do if you was in my shoes?
Leave dudes in the rearview
V-12 engine, corners spinnin'
Twinkies shinin', pinky ring
on Oprah
That's just me
Nothin phony, don't hate on me
What you get is what you see
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny
it now
But you're gonna miss this
Before she knows it she's a brand new bride
In her one bedroom apartment and her daddy stops by
He tells her,
Yeah (oh)
Ha, Junior Mafia (hey, yeah)
Ha
You know very well
You know (Puff Daddy)
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you-
Make The Grade
Daddy-O Daddy-O
There'll Be Some Changes Made
I Think I Was Sharp There
Just Play One - Just Play
Yeah
You've Played Before
Watch
Left right left, down the street
Getting paid freak by freak
There you see me, there you don't
You wonder will I, or won't
Is it yes, is it no?
But
[Puff Daddy]
Yo Puff Daddy
Get off me
Ladies & gentlemen
You're about to witness something that you've never witnessed before
Sauce Money's in
than roses, foes is shakin' in their boots (yeah)
Invisible bully like The Gooch
Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me (uh)
Take them rhymes back
messin' wit her head
And next thing I know, she wanted to go to
But to turn me on, you got to be the best
'Cause I'm the Master G, I don't take no mess
need him
And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I just call 'em how I see 'em (you don't need him)
You know me makes me unhappy? (What's that?)
When brothas
basketball
You can call me Too, don't say it twice
You'll get me real mad and I'll fuck your wife
You see I'm not proper, I'm rarely polite
Too $hort, Too
won't be gettin back in the CPT
[Chorus]
Niggas tryin to give me stuff
Billy Boy don't give a fuck
First I warn you with my rhyme
then I'll
she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
And so I broke the hell out, and I grabbed my sack of rocks
But, um, they gave chase, they
Hello Honey, it's me
What did you think when you heard me back on the radio?
What did the kids say when they knew it was their long lost daddy-o
motels
I would not know how to fight for my own
Heart next time around
Now don't you cry another night about me
In this city I've got angels all around me
to the point I could hardly move
You fucking up my high, don't bother me dude
But Red Rover, send your hoes over
She can do whatever, sip something with soda
Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously (vicariously)
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rock star
Get blown by a top model till she
me
Yo, you're just gonna get your ass kicked
Homeboy throw in the towel
Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell
The Godfather of Soul in the belly
messin' wit her head
And next thing I know, she wanted to go to
But to turn me on, you got to be the best
'Cause I'm the Master G, I don't take no mess
He got a letter saying guess you don't remember me
But I'm the girl that you courted before you ran away to sea
You never even wrote a letter even
don't do regular shit, dawg
You see me on TV
You knew that I spit, know these niggas I'm with
Game ain't change me that much, discovered incline
that's my boy.
You can have your T.V. and your night clubs.
You can have your drive in picture shows.
I'll sit here and drink a beer and listen
week long
Oh baby don't keep me waiting
You've got about forty-five minutes tops
'Fore I roll in there ready to rock
Comin' to get some of what you
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