Lyrics:
Yeah, fuck that shit
You are watching a master at work (yeah)
This what you all been waitin' for ain't it?
Rap game homie, I been waitin' for
Let me tell you a little story about the slave master
Use a whip on your ass so you behave faster
You got chains on your neck and the man's respect
pig toes
Life's rough, that's the tore up, peace
But that ain't enough
Had to see master plow her
And my honey pie stuffed
Then trifle like bring her
a master of the game
Master of the game
My master
Worry about the things she'll see
Your arms wide open again
Worry about the things she'll see in me
Worry
you nobody ever told you that you
(We're in the middle of the makin's of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
I know
you nobody ever told you that you
(We're in the middle of the makin's of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
I know
you nobody ever told you that you
(We're in the middle of the makin's of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
I know
you nobody ever told you that you
(We're in the middle of the makin's of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
I know
you nobody ever told you that you
(We're in the middle of the makin's of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
I know
退屈に怯えてたのさ
夜の闇に逃げ込んだ angel
「捨て猫みたいな俺達に 帰る場所なんてもう何処にも無かった」angel
Can you master, baby? Master, baby! (フワフワ)
Can't you master, baby? Master, baby! (フワフワ)
[Master P]
Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon)
I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)
[Chorus One 2X: Weebie]
I love the way she shake it in the thong -
"That Ain't Nothing"
(feat. Curren$y, Romeo, Silkk)
[Intro: Silkk, Master P]
Yeah
You ain't gotta go to no car lot
Come and shop at the garage
featuring Master P Peaches
intro: mercedes and master p
(master p)
hey mercedes look what i got for you baby
(mercedes)
get
Walk on Jimmy Kimmel with some real killers
Real niggas, Tommy Hilfiger
This tommy-gun, my real hitta
Young nigga chillin' in the master suite
Ask me
A Dollar A Rhyme But We Barely Get A Dime
If You Don't Own The Master
Then The Master Own You
Who Do You Trust From Swindler's Lust
From The Back
A Dollar A Rhyme But We Barely Get A Dime
If You Don't Own The Master
Then The Master Own You
Who Do You Trust From Swindler's Lust
From The Back
the Master's bouquet
Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet
Beautiful flowers that will never decay
Gathered by angels and carried away
Forever to bloom in
turn into a bug
So watch out for my sting
Call me master, master of disguise
Watch me shrink and grow in size
Change the colour of my eyes
Call me
Everyone is seeking infinite knowledge
Only the Castle Master knows all
He had to close the castle
Because of the COVID
But he will answer your Zoom
trades"
"Mama, look at me!" he said
"Look what I've made"
"I'm a jack of all trades"
Jack of all trades, master of none
But oftentimes better than master
to master the tide?
Who are you to master the tide?
Who are you to master the tide?
Learn to let go
Lose that tight hold of what you long for
Who are you
Master of chaos
Master of chaos
Master of chaos
He's the master of chaos
Master of chaos
Master of chaos
Master of chaos
He's the master of chaos
the outer shell
Mind of making sees the shape and form
Hand to chisel, eyes to brush begins the Master's work
Eyes of the Master, gazing with affection
Sees
fantasise about you
I must be a masochist
To even dream about your lips
But you're the master of
My heart, heart
And you tore it apart, apart
Yeah you're
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