Testi:
Drop It Crossing Limits

who cared WORRIED for so fucking long WANTED to stop you It?s nearing the end for you YOU sealed your fate Thought you were better And that you knew it

so fuck it, I guess that I'm charged with it My guards up, my guns cocked to hit it Your girl jocked to lick it You gotta die if you snitchin' Who got

m gonna quit now Cause I know that it's (not too late) Get straight keep at hard it's (not too late) The sky's the limit so I'll reach up You got time so it

still swat a girl shot - I don't discriminate Master P is a No Limit Soooooooldier (uhnnnnnh) But I got the Old Maid crossover ('bout it, 'bout it) Don't get it

where would you take it Stone cold with a jagged edge I hurl myself across the universe Skip it like a lake of play To put it down like a sledge hammer

a scar on my face I spend cake like a fashionable dude Catch me, G'd up, in a P. Miller khaki suit It's No Limit how I'm movin these pies The Chuck Taylor

Let it be dark for a minute, when I kick yo ass it'll spark in it, You'll never receive a medallion with a mic carved in it, often it is cats like you

Biggy, Lay them titties on the track I could use some crazy, I think I'm gonna have your baby, I didn't do it lately Fuck it, bitch, I'm lazy! Let's

me dressed in all black At a funeral strapped with a chrome gat Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back It