I'm in a police car But I just laugh like it's funny Cause I'll be out tomorrow Dope, Pussy, & Money [Chorus]x8 Indo Piece of pussy I can feel y'all [Master P
Traduction: Master P. Dope, la chatte et l'argent.
thug niggaz (chorus x6) This is for my homies and my thug niggaz (uuuuugh) verse 2 (Master P) 'Face, imagine us working at McDonald's and me and you
bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon. Listen close I got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you missin like the fuckin O` bannons. One hand on my money, on
nigga what?) Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin' UGK and C-Murder Cadillac and a Tank (Master P) Bout to fade the platinum Smoke some dank and
in love with the hoe and got a baby on the way But he's broke and busted, down and out disgusted Scheming on me, him and candy discussed it Candy told wendy, and
down real thick And I'm about to get nasty stupid with you funky hoes [master p] I'm jumpin' on you bitches cause you hoes got me mad And all you money
rhymes like weight Pitbulls by the gate, and got the camera with ? ? ? And twenty g's in my draws, money taped to my balls And I really can't move [
nerves I'm from 504 we ain't no joke Nigga give up your fucking dope Master p Grab a camera take a flick Miller boyz and tru click Bustas get dealt
the motherfuckers And got rich this year you know what I'm sayin' P and bo went half on some dope, half on some dope, half on some dope P and bo went
we ain't done yet get another one blaze bitch get paid and wait fo' that check every 15 days i remember highschool lowfuel and bushy cuttin' that muthafucka go gettin' pussy
lay bitches and slay bitches, fast and free So fuck that, I want a lady, I can give cash to be A lover, makin' me say "Ungh" like Master P And helpin
out) my swag turned up, my swag got an amp your tramp seen the champ and her pussy got damp chickens with the stamp i count so much money that my fingers
shittin' Laws and lows to keep you hoes on my di-dick My foes stay foes so all you jacks need to quit it Doc shines, hot lines, and jackers come and
I left, I hit the set & took all the dope Chorus: [master p} I'm going thorugh some thangs I'm going through some thangs These bitches and these niggas
I left, I hit the set & took all the dope Chorus: [Master P} I'm going thorugh some thangs I'm going through some thangs These bitches and these niggas
thug niggaz (chorus x6) This is for my homies and my thug niggaz (uuuuugh) Verse 2 (master p) 'face, imagine us working at mcdonald's And me and you
a fuck cause the nuts running Slibing and slibing and blowjobing like robyn, the ripper ripping And slipping tongue tiping a zipping,my zipper slapin and jabbing Come nabbing and
