Lyrics:
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
read my
No, he can't read my poker face
(She's got me like nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, f-f-fuck her face (mum-mum-mum-mah)
P-p-p-poker face, f-f-fuck
(mum-mum-mum-mah)
P-p-p-poker face, f-f-fuck her face (mum-mum-mum-mah)
(Mum-mum-mum-mah) I won't tell you that I love you, kiss or hug you
'Cause I'm bluffin'
be no shit
I can't take yo bitch if I don't see yo bitch
We done seen that snow, Nat Geo bitch
Cancel her and get another like I'm Nino bitch
R.I.P
artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now when I say I'm complete;
That means I'm true to my game and my cap
And I refrain from bein played like a sap
And a bitch? No
gonna be so different
When I'm on the stage tonight
Tonight the super trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun (sup-p-per troup-p
I make her say
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
When I
P-p-p-poker face
P-p-poke her face
I make her say
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
What up
everything will be alright
Broken
We are broken
I'm walking uphill being turned around and round
Secret in motion when my feet are on the ground
Broken
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop
Mop
Mop Mop Mop Mop
Mop Mop Mop Mop
Mop Mop Mop Mop
Mop
A
I say A-B
A-B-C
A-B-C-D
A-B-C-D-E
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H
I
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop
Mop
Mop Mop Mop Mop
Mop Mop Mop Mop
Mop Mop Mop Mop
Mop
A
I say A-B
A-B-C
A-B-C-D
A-B-C-D-E
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H
I
nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
I wanna roll with him a hard pair we
T'ain't what you do; you can't die for your pay
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
Now don't be a fool; working hard is passe
You'll stand from five
T'ain't what you do; you can't die for your pay
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
Now don't be a fool; working hard is passe
You'll stand from five
get a little promo
Only number so you gon' be a star with it
Got a nigga he be texting but he need to call with it
I'm a pimp and I'm limp, she gon'
A
I say A B
A B C
A B C D
A B C D E
A B C D E F G H I
I say M O
M O P
M O P P
Mop, M O P P
Mop, mop
Mop, mop
R
I say R A
R A G
R A G G
Rag
R A G G
dah-dee-ah-dah
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop!
A
I say A-B
A-B-C
A-B-C-D
A-B-C-D-E
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H
I
I say M-O
M-O-P
M-O-P-P
Mop
M-O-P-P
Mop, mop,
dah-dee-ah-dah
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop!
A
I say A-B
A-B-C
A-B-C-D
A-B-C-D-E
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H
I
I say M-O
M-O-P
M-O-P-P
Mop
M-O-P-P
Mop, mop,
I'm gettin' at
Who thinks it's wrong 'cause I'm splittin' and co-hittin' at
Well if you do, that's O.P.P. and you're not down with it
But if you
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
T'ain't what you do; you can't die for your pay
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
Now don't be a fool; working hard is passe
You'll stand from five
it
What the fuck boy bitch ass niggas, they can't stop us
We turn a profit, p-p-p-p-profit, p-profit
We make a profit, p-p-p-p-profit, p
I'm gettin' at
Who thinks it's wrong 'cause I'm splittin' and co-hittin' at
Well if you do, that's O.P.P. and you're not down with it
But if you
about you anyway?
(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Nothing ever really matters
(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Who cares who loves, who stays
In the end, Of this song
Not me
I'm
Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a P.I.M.P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
How it feels to be with a P.I.M.P
Roll in
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