Lyrics:
'em, let 'em hit me, raise it, baby, stay with me (I love it)
Love game intuition, play the cards with spades to start
And after he's been hooked, I'll
raise it, baby, stay with me (I love it)
Love game intuition, play the cards with spades to start
And after he's been hooked, I'll play the one that's
Dxvndre
Dxvndre
Samoan Stevey
Johnny Narcotics on the beat
Southwest
SXFVR
Ingleburn
-per troup-p-per)
'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you
So I'll be there when you arrive
The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive
And when you take
hit me raise it baby stay with me, I love it
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one
love forever
P.S. I love you, you, you, you
I'll be coming home again to you, love
And 'til the day I do, love
P.S. I love you, you, you, you
to six hours a day
Sit down and joke while you smoke; it's okay
The W.P.A.
I'm so tired, I don't know what to do
Can't get fired, so I'll take my
to six hours a day
Sit down and joke while you smoke; it's okay
The W.P.A.
I'm so tired, I don't know what to do
Can't get fired, so I'll take my
love forever
P.S. I love you, you, you, you
I'll be coming home again to you, love
And 'til the day I do, love
P.S. I love you, you, you, you
you (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender love and care
And I'll take you there, girl (ooh-ooh)
I want to love you
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
(P-Y-T)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T-L-C)
Tender lovin' care
And I'll take you there, girl, oohooh
I want to love you (P-Y-T)
Pretty
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
to six hours a day
Sit down and joke while you smoke; it's okay
The W.P.A.
I'm so tired, I don't know what to do
Can't get fired, so I'll take my
so, drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk-drunk when I call ya (yuck)
Now, baby, it'll take a miracle
I'll go home, I'm p-p-p-p-pitiful (yuck)
P-p-p-p-p
R.I.P it's the remix killer
Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix Thriller
Trap star, bitch, spell it with a big T
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC
Cause
complete artist"
[Quik] Doin much damage see-P-T style
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
Most complete artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[Quik] Yo fuck the bridge
We gettin' money, man, I'll show you how to turn profit
In the hood they call me Joey the prophet
First you cop it, then you cook it, then you chop
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
you can't match numbers then you can't have the Head Nigga In Charge
And shit, live nigga rhymes artist
Pardon, P dub shines regardless
Remorseless,
spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'll get him hot, and show him what I've got
Title : Ghetto Model
Artist : Master P f/ Theresa Esclovon
Album : Good Side Bad Side
[Theresa Esclovon]
I see something I want, and poppy that's
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for Other, P is for People scratchin'
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