Lyrics:
(804 shit) Yeah, said Bud, not Buddy P be the kid but I don't mean Cudi I'm too fly for their eyes, lemme rise, don't touch me Yeah, I might rap
I ain’t off the drank but lemme get A sip I like the taste And them p’s be comin in I’m Tryna get em out the way He ain’t paid forreal so I don’t
wouldn't sink Fuck P-P-P-Porche Forty God P.B Uh, look P.B. and the Forty God This shit is forever immortalized When you see me I'm just keeping it
the kicks (Kicks huh, Kicks) She wanna do me, and lick the tip (The tip yuh, tip) Me and P be goin' on a roll We got a check our list, you know that we is
tears[01:01.02]The happy tears are still flowing![01:05.54]In public, I was shaking, and lost my hunger, I must be in love forever (FOREVER)[01:17.82]Just like P-B
P.B., again Bad bitch, damn right, ass fat, pussy tight P.B. made another hit
구덩이에 빠져 I got more moneysoldiers I got mafia soldiers I got no limit soldiers make em say uhh like master p be a real pimp like eazy e back that ass up
wrist up, bust down Rollie, what's next I'm a lover boy, but what you see in me (what you see in me) We ain't Rocky, but we shoul miss P&B ( We shoul miss
suit P-B to my J, I know that we cute P-B to my J, I know that we cute We keepin' it up Talk like you want me, do you really keep it a buck Ask for your
Asked about you I kept it quiet You the one she behind You the one said P be silent You and I Like PBJ On my mind But not my tongue Baby girl I need
Pound Town Aye Ouuu ouuu Yeah Yeah Ouuu Ouuu Yeah Yeah P.B. Mix Aye P.B. Yanna Pound town Just left pound town With my nigga He just licked A bitch
Just met a little b**** with a long name Motherf***er had more letters than Tennessee I go gorilla in the p****, (gorilla, gorilla) R.I.P. Willy B
out, man, I make her fiend for that blow They be pumping the P, P be pumping them hoes Stick out they ass, look how they tell me, "just go" You ain't
that They be pumping the P, P be pumping them Stick out they ass, look how they tell me, "Just go" You ain't with me when it come to these Fast
you Afrika Bambaataa We the monsters in the street (Wooo) We the monsters with the heat (Yea) Leave you sleeping R.I.P. (R.I.P. R.I.P.) Best be careful
nigga get challenged for your yellin' Get money from rap but P's be sellin' White bitch love me she showed me her melons Street nigga shit, I ain't
gettin' see-sick see-P-be 's and they all gettin' see-sick Yeah, LUEDERS PARK PIRU niggas are gettin' see-sick Them A-P-G's and they all gettin'
got three crazy muthafuckas in the same place at the same time. (Yeah Master P.) You know this shit gon be off the hook. (It's gon be
be Kwame Despite me p3 no sika no be Kennedy Agyapong me p3 no sika no be Y3 p3 s3 y3 sisamu From foos to designer No more coins we are now
P, be a better me? (P) Bitch ridin' with a felony See the jealousy The struggle made me a better me (go) Why you talkin', is you payin' me?
a milli with niggas who say I'm tops (Tops) I'm in the clouds ain't coming down (Down) Hear my shit then solicit me for a vibe (Vibe) P-B-K nigga ey
la-la, la-la They got a A-P-B out on my thug family Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks Our enemies die now, walkin'
bitch, like you gone have a kid wimme (You gone have a kid wimme) That nigga ratted, so do niggas still be pushin’ P? (Still be pushin’ P) Aymillion hoes,
la-la, la-la They got a A-P-B out on my thug family Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks Our enemies die now, walkin'
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