(feat. K-Roc) [Mr. Pookie] Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha meanin Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,I get to skeemin and dreamin Is thea
(feat. K-Roc) [Mr. Pookie] Well its like this, I'ma keep it faint, I mean swift Got AK 's cocked and aimin and sprayin, 4 you ready to trip Keep it
[Mr. Pookie] Comin up tha muthafuckin block, its tha Undertaker Jus throw yo hands in tha air, dont move a muscle I wont hesitate ta Jus let you have
(feat. K-Roc, Mr. Lucci) [Mr. Pookie] I'ma jump it off straight up rippin pop my clip in best beware to tha nigga dat's trippin over there think I see
(feat. K-Roc, Juiell) [Mr. Pookie] Follow my wickedness, now can you picture this? 2 deadly crooks, went off tha hook, Don smoked a blunt, I feel tha
(feat. Juiell, Mr. Lucci) [Mr. Pookie] Everyday tight flossin', top villian, I'm livin' Time to get up on tha paper and collect from tha women Slightly
[Mr. Pookie] Feel tha calmness of tha breeze as Mr. Pookie walks through tha hood I been strollin all night long solo johnson feelin good I just threw
(feat. C-Pone, Mr. Lucci) [Mr. Pookie] Jus anotha day, chiffin hay, in North Dallas C-Pone jus called me up, now I'm about to hit tha shower Took me
(feat. K-Roc) [Mr. Pookie] Listen lady I jus wanna get some thangz off my chest And let you know, I know you played separated from th rest To tha test
(feat. Solo) [Mr. Pookie] You heard tha sound of a boom, didnt see me hit yo body repeatedly Burnin in yo capsule, hittin corners through yo artery
(feat. Mr. Lucci) [Mr. Pookie] Pullin' up at tha club in a 67 'lac Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a sack We were rollin like some macs
(feat. K-ROC, Mr. Lucci) [Mr. Pookie] I can feel it in the back of my mind It's like Mary Jane came at the right time While I'm feinding the vine I
[mr. pookie] Everyday tight flossin', top villian, I'm livin' Time to get up on tha paper and collect from tha women Slightly pimpin is tha game that
[mr. pookie] Well it's like this, i'ma keep it faint, I mean swift Got ak 's cocked and aimin and sprayin, 4 you ready to trip Keep it on yo hip if you
Mr. pookie] I'ma jump it off straight up rippin Pop my clip in best beware to tha nigga dat's trippin Over there think I see em Finna ta get him, who
[mr. pookie] Pullin' up at tha club in a 67 'lac Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a sack We were rollin like some macs, peepin all foes I
this blunt, oh yes indeed I'ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got cha stronger She dancin and unchancin, that's cause pookie all up on her Chorus[x2] [mr. pookie
niggas Coming up the block hitting hard, smoking on treez Got me dropping to my knees So I gotta give the praise to the sky and the stars So if I wanna get high tonight, Mr. Pookie