Lyrics:
support
Ah but they won't Bob
We'll have nothing to do with this
But wait, wait a minute Bobby boy
There's a woman there in Cuba whom I love
Oh no
soldier walks in the house
Nigga get em up, We gon turn this bitch out
BOOOOOOOOOOOMM
it be like
P.O.P.I.M.P
What it be like
P.O.P.I.M.P
Still Po Pimpin in this muhfucka
Imma save church
The game to be sold not told
What it be like
as pimp coochie hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in this shit ho
You know what I'm talking about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you fuck-ass bitch
[Dirty Mouth]
As I
talk, trap talk if you bein' specific
And I'm all about my bread, I need that in a jiffy
We really don't play around
Call me Bob the Builder, got
as pimp coochie hole
Pimpin' Ken the Don in this shit ho
You know what I'm talking about, yeah
Milwaukee, Wisconsin you funky ass bitch
As I pull up
[Chorus - Master P]
[Wish Bone]
Yeah yeah
In the mist of the ghetto
When I fly ride by die
Niggas want to let go
It's a pain just to maintain
But
bitch
And my gang stay on go well still hit a lick
If we catch yo ass lacking well still take yo shit
In a Tonka it swerve like a hummer
I never fuck with
dogs
Mystikal, Sillk, and yo P (uuungh)
lets keep this shit straight G
and do this for all the ridas, soldias and gangstas
ya heard me
[Master P]
We
Asics, (coke test) I ace it
I been rich, since 20, bitch
Gun right by the cash (what's that?) the money clip
This Gucci kicker got your girl in nuddy
Your ass the same
When it's you against the world
Tell me who do you trust
Some punk bitch that want to be
In love on a bus
Yeah my hustle done changed
to salute all my ops that had just went missing
I been sliding till I'm dizzy serving p's no cap no kizzy
Cover up my scars in diamonds but I'll still go
bitches, countin' this money
Burn stacked up but your boy still hungry
They don't smoke like this, man I swear
Twenty joints in the air
Hatin'
The niggas with the keys, the niggas on the block
The niggas on they p's and q's
Put your bitch on the evening news
Jumping in the game better read the rules
P-Rhymes rich
Dade County, let it do what it do
[DJ Khaled]
Rest in peace to Uncle Al
We The Best
Dade County, let's go
I rep my city
Nigga, I rep my
me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
(P.Diddy)(Biggie)
It's 10 years and we still runnin this motherfucker - yeah!
(one) As we proceed
to give you
me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
(P.Diddy)(Biggie)
It's 10 years and we still runnin this motherfucker - yeah!
(one) As we proceed
to give you
we got the realest niggas, Joey.
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league
Like a horse likes hay
Giddy up bitch and ride it this position I like it
I started talking dirty and she got all excited
You inspire me to be a P.I.M.P
wit nothin but this uncut,
(Master P)
Down south fake hataz get tossed up.
(Eightball)
Ain't No Limit to the Suaveness, we bust,
Mothafuck them niggas and what they say about me (said 'bout me)
You do too much talkin', you a fed, prolly (fed, prolly)
Drive-by in my pocket,
Um kicking shit like a punt
I smoke P's by the month
Imma do what i want
Backwood full of runtz
Johnny knoxville how i stunt
Got your rent in these
G
We a down crew, act a fool
You run up and down, I had to down this fool
But I'm makin' records down in the studio
I had to show the fuckin' world
da, do dahhhhhhhh
Yes we're still, we're still
We're still, still on the grind
Uhh, I keep candy girls
Big dick in they world
Messin' up they curl,
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