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{Master P talking in a Tony Montana "Scarface" voice] What, you thought the last don was dead, man? Ha. You're fucking wrong, man. The last don didn'
Traduzione: Master P. Don Is Back.
in the jacuzzi, might pull a yellow bone floozie That boy don't understand, cause that shit really don't amuse me I'ma grab the microphone till the mic is
don't need to be going If you can't make a thousand bucks, you don't need to be ho'ing I'm showing the real world some 16s Don't stop, get it girl, you
people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? [P. Diddy
bomber Four five six feet, I off ya feet I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep Your records can't sell, your company is buyin' em Give it up, Burger King is
reefer And who flip when I call a bitch like she Queen Latifah Not all the vehicle's is long enough to stash the streetsweeper This shit can get uglier than the Master P
a white boy with a slick top Stuck up in the mountains with a gun and the wrist pop Who? where?, Master P says our watch don't tick tock I'm cleanin'
back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move) Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move) [Verse 2: Master P] Call me tiger cause
, is faster than any jet I'm down the block, and you ain't even start your engine yet I use to hustle on the block for rent Met P, and I ain't came out
momoneyrecords@hotmail.com Intro: (Tyron) Come on girl, P. and C.. Sinners doin' the track.. Long as you thuggin'.. We got you Chorus: Tyron (Master P
But if you beefin, nigga You bout to be sleepin Me and my dogs We don't fuck with you cats Go to the pen Don't fuck with no rats See this shit is real
I got 4 models in the back of my truck 18" Bazooka bumpin my stuff Waking the BLOCK UP! [Verse 3: Master P] Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be
war [Master P] Hoody Hoo! Hey brah I'm cold with it, if you don't know me just roll with it Ask them thug girls about the P and where I'm from?, say
(Taxi) Did you call a taxi (Master P) Yea (Taxi) Where you going my brother (Master P) Uptown. Ya heard me Calliope 36-49 go cross the Bra Bridge and
same, like you doing a lie Don't wanna do nothing else, then shake the streets That's why I'm glad big rap gave a dang to me And my nigga Master P gave
dick, 'welling up We drop it like it's hotter, from the dance floor to the Ramada Giving up them peso's, I thinks nada, look hook (Master P) Now when
