By this country At night There's a lantern Like a signal For a ball Dance, sing Arms interlaced To comfort Poor Bozo Crying on his raft) (from Le p
this country At night There's a lantern Like a signal For a ball Dance, sing Arms interlaced To comfort Poor Bozo Crying on his raft) (from Le p'tit
doubt I gotta bounce with that I get paid off the way i, pronounce my rap Used to keep my money in brown bags Now I got accounts for that Yo, I bounce like a
Now when I first met ya I told ya that I had a girl But you overlooked that, all you seen was diamonds and pearls You wanted a nigga in the spotlight
this below sea level hoe comin' like a tornado Brings drama, either way I have to do this So break your selves, niggas here comes a woman to this TRU
By this country At night There's a lantern Like a signal For a ball Dance, sing Arms interlaced To comfort Poor bozo Crying on his raft (from le p'tit
in washington square park Now guiliani got it locked after dark, so he mastered the art Of livin the death, shadow is a, nuff of a battle To dodge the
cummin' You wasn't never fuckin' with G-Unit, quit frontin' For domination be Lisa Leslie, a big woman With a nine on the back, I'm gonna catch that bitch runnin' Shove a
matter what the world may think, boy I'll always be your boo [master p] My ghetto boonapalist ya heard me? My boonapalist -- every thug need one That's a woman
was born to be a g, that's why I learned to flip a key From the cradle to the grave, you either a master or a slave Now who wanna get paid? but i'ma
chorus) Always look a man in the eyes before you kill him Even if he's a coward or a motherfucking drug dealer (my pops say) Verse 1 (master p) I sell
the world Love, peace, and brotherhood Soldiers, high ashes to survival Master P To open up a path to reality For some, judgement [Master P] The devil
a key doing business on a beeper I'm sinking in this motherfucker deeper Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me Fuck being a nigga in your
From this below sea level hoe comin' like a tornado Brings drama, either way I have to do this So break your selves, niggas here comes a woman to this
{*woman screaming*} [master p] Guess who's back.. it's freddy? nah, p bitch! Whassssssup? ah-hahahahaha [chorus: repeat 2x] Trick or treat whodi..
a blessin' that comes from the struggle Shoes been scuffled, blood's been shed Another Mother loses a son 'Cause where I'm from the young chooses a
, Dip It, Twist It, Turn It, Pump It Uh!, Yo Pump It Uh Uh! Lick It, Dip It, Twist It, Turn It, Stick It, Dunk It P-P-P-P-Pump It! I Think About You
Every dollar bill's a fake talyte Every president will be cashilty And the sasha-nation it had to be My hustle game is like Master P's (UHHH) First I spit it's a