with they problems, but fuck em! Fuck it all, I ain't yo fucking psychiatrist, you don't need me Think 'bout your own problems and maybe you can solve em
comin down Fools gettin killed if they from outta town 6 15s in the candy painted cadillac Bumpin "break em off" (don't make me break you off somethin
all the vehicle's is long enough to stash the streetsweeper This shit can get uglier than the Master P sneaker We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus Soon as spring break
r We are, the star Without the use of a car we go far I build and destroy! [kenny] yeah kris, serve em man, serve em! [will] yo why're they so jealous
exclusive 5'3", caramel, tight grip on a four fifth Leave em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift Nigga with the 6 story, throw em off the
on the feet, stuck like a stamp (stamp) Still tippin of fo' fos, I'm crawlin slow, I thought you knew (knew) Breakin bread and break 'em off with the
they tell me we ain't in a drought I bet I run in these labels for the (dough!) and break 'em off I'ma boss, ye-yeah my money is unlimited (oh!) Sorta
Shark bits, bits, goes right for the heart Switch em up, sit or move, let em know why you lose Cop some tools, we'll break em off He's the slayer,
Of a lesser, God, I Master like Farad The sign of in between the El Rook'n, and El DeBarge Metaphorically massage, verbal Hajj I take over breaks and
shit New and exclusive 5'3", Caramel, tight grip on a four fifth Leave em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift Nigga with the 6 story, throw em off
the vehicle's is long enough to stash the streetsweeper This shit can get uglier than the Master P sneaker We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus Soon as spring break
of lye [rock] Alright alright alright, maybe I'm not the best, but I'm one of em See these wack cats, think they nice, we make fun of em [supreme] Cause we runnin em
all the vehicle's is long enough to snatch the streetsweeper This shit can get uglier than the Master P sneaker We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus The spring break
some cheese Break me off some ends before I make your ass bleed From your nose to your mouth, up and outtie Niggas talking shit 'cuz Master P is gettin
if you would, you should just Play to the way I see 'em, play all day is what He'll bless I'm leavin' 'em evil and seein' 'em bein' a torture with dull
him (Black Rob, I see you) Niggaz step up, with just Mase and 'em (yeah) Placin them in funerals, criminals turned aroused (yeah) The Brick City, nobody come off like P
Master P I'm in my tour bus a lot of groupies in back of me Every photo shoot, interview, video shoot, and magazine My flow is so sick, the number one off