[Old Man] Excuse me sonny, do you know where I can find some booty! [Chorus] Whoot, there it is (Yeah you say it) Whoot, there it is (Yeah I like that
: [Mr. Mixx] [Intro from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to this track] Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now! Uh! Give it
I been in the game for ten years makin' rap tunes ever since honeys was wearin' sassoon. Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me diamonds shinin
be thinkin' of rhymes that makes my quarters nickels plus my pennies and my dimes stack Don't be lookin' for trouble it be finding me Try turning the other
that girl That's been, two-wayin' you all week Her baby, Daddy's out of town so, you can fuck around It's okay to check in that Motel 6, $59.95 Not a
69, first of all before we get this started Let me clear my throat 69, true gotta send shouts out to my boys 95 South 69 'cause them boys is alright,
Mr. Mixx [Intro from the original PSK, which slows down and switches to this track] Uh! Give it to me now!) (Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here
up, you drop that mic, you turn yo' lip down I spin on stage like, blowin' mics, make you sit down From here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina
-Fella label baby fuck them other labels baby And we been duckin shots from all them haters lately We gettin paper baby, them others tryin to keep up
Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons, Down South, the
In other words i95 is where you find me And buy guns from me In exchange for crack Road maps Got me transporting gats >from the north And the south
come all and let me ride nigga Eazy-e CPT how the hell you figure To be the best on the west, hu ya Fool loked down this is east side nigga South Comton
all and let me ride nigga Eazy-e cpt how the hell you figure To be the best on the west hu ya Fool loked down this is east side nigga South comton and
ya back out, have you mad vexed Like you did your whole bid, but didn't max out, yo Jose is In other words courageous, from South Carolina to D.C. Yo
to hit your brain and Ya Feelin' it? To all the girls I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit 95 south
s fight till we hear that final tic Kill till we kill each other clik Bitch, you was talking crazy But now we finish up your damn mouth Send your bitch ass back down south
m like "Man at least tryta make it close" M.C. Tortura-rap game Sorcera Ya'll rememba when I did it on that song "Warriors" That was maybe '95 with the
in his hole Oh to sail away Sailing lands and other days Oh to touch the dream Hides inside and never seen, yeah Into the sun the south the north Lies
