you know here go the real Chorus: master p (repeat 2x) The ice on my wrist shine like a light I can brighten up your day even at night [master p]
Here lizard, lizard... Master p: Uuggghhhh!!! Me and that nigga mr. magic together We motherfucking bigger than life Real niggas and bitches feel this
beggin for favors And we them type of niggas with a whole lot of paper Rolex fuckin shining, diamonds that be blinding Halloway's the type of nigga Master P
Man behind me you don't know Likes it fast better than slow Hates the lin drum It's his foe Drumming one man show He's no p. i. t. grad Rearranging songs
last song 'Cause out here it's either mash or get mashed on Rest in peace to all those who done passed away (R.I.P) 'Cause with the beat that's in the
I take it each time thats why a lot of these rappers on a rapid decline I'm on my Master P grind no time to be a Romeo I love the ladies but success is
if you hate me than youse a dummy Gimme a month I bet you turn the opposite of chubby Ever verse is crack, and crack kids be singing they love me Mix-
her Never wife her just one night her I'm bouncing far from a snapper Hate derby but now I'm a rapper Hi kids I am your master Things have changed now
them jeans when I them 15"s heard them 15's grab my weed to get keyed when I heard them 15's fresh out the house about to pop my p's my niggas done swoop
no air in space MC shit right here, master of the ceremonies All that other garbage One dimensional emcees can't handle that Yo music is my love, press
now in my city its so real in my city its so fake got some niggas that's gone play got some niggas that gone hate got some niggas that's gone dis the
they love you then hate you, man these bitches'll break you From the streets to the pen, man these niggaz'll fade you Man yo' mother could take you, man yo' brother could hate
got the whole hood, in his hand He got the whole hood, in his hand He got the whole hood, in his hand He got the whole, hood, in, his, hand [Master P
head to toe No fit a model, we full throttle You stuck in low, incapable to master flow Everything is tactical, living mathematical Watch master flow
[Master P] Yo C-Murder Nigga you woke? Keep your eyes on the rollers nigga. Pass the weed (ok) We gon' head up interstate 10 We gon' pick up Pimp C,
gimmick It's the New No Limit (these niggas gon hate) And all the ladies love Choppa, cause they know He's such a poppa but all (these niggas gon hate) [Choppa] Niggas gonna hate
[Chorus x4] Girls jock me You cant knock me We ghetto ballin My real thugs got me UNNGGHHHHHHHHH! [Verse 1: Master P] Love money, hate haters 10 years
flow Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em so Mr. Got both if you hate me stop, if you jealous Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P
